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My heart a charmed slumber keeps And a languid fire creeps Through my veins to all my frame, Dissolvingly and slowly: soon From thy rose-red lips my name Floweth. And then, as in a swoon, With dinning sounds my ears are rife. My tremulous tongue faltereth. I lose my colour, I lose my breath, I drink the cup of a costly death Brimmed with delirious draughts of warmest life! -TENNYSON (_Eleänore_).
Ellinor brought so weary a body, so weary a mind to bed that night, that almost as soon as her head touched the pillow she fell into a deep dreamless sleep.