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Two angels, one of Life and one of Death, / Passed o'er our village as the morning broke; / The dawn was on their faces, and beneath, / The sombre houses hearsed with plumes of smoke.
Their attitude and aspect were the same, / Alike their features and their robes of white; / But one was crowned with amaranth, as with flame, / And one with asphodels, like flakes of light.