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Heard you that shriek? It rose / So wildly on the air, / It seemed as if a burden'd heart / Was breaking in despair.
Saw you those hands so sadly clasped -- / The bowed and feeble head -- / The shuddering of that fragile form -- / That look of grief and dread?