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Never, even in a dream, / Have I winged so high nor so well / As with her, she leading me by the hand, / That first day on the Jersey mountains!
And never shall I forget / The trembling interest with which I heard / Her voice in a low thunder: / "You are safe here. Look child, look open-mouth!