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As I lay asleep in Italy / There came a voice from over the Sea, / And with great power it forth led me / To walk in the visions of Poesy.
I met Murder on the way- / He had a mask like Castlereagh- / Very smooth he looked, yet grim; / Seven blood-hounds followed him: