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LAMIA [8]

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she, as well

As her weak hand could any meaning tell,

Motion'd him to be silent; vainly so,

He look'd and look'd again a level - No!

"A Serpent!" echoed he; no sooner said,

Than with a frightful scream she vanished:

And Lycius' arms were empty of delight,

As were his limbs of life, from that same night.

On the high couch he lay! - his friends came round

Supported him - no pulse, or breath they found,

And, in its marriage robe, the heavy body wound.











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