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[1] He woke, and all at once before his eyes / The pale spires of the chestnut-trees in bloom / Rose waving and, beyond, dove-coloured skies; / But where he lay was dark and, out of gloom, / He saw them, through the doorway of a room / Full of strange scents and softness, padded deep / With growing leaves, heavy with last night's sleep.
[2] He rubbed his eyes. He felt that chamber wreathing / New sleepiness around him. At his side / He was aware of warmth and quiet breathing. / Twice he sank back, loose-limbed and drowsy-eyed; / But the wind came even there. A sparrow cried / And the wood shone without. Then Dymer rose, / -"Just for one glance," he said, and went, tip-toes.