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LEAGUERED in fire / The wild black promontories of the coast extend / Their savage silhouettes; / The sun in universal carnage sets, / And, halting higher, / The motionless storm-clouds mass their sullen threats, / Like an advancing mob in sword-points penned, / That, balked, yet stands at bay.