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The Apparition

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Gentle angel with your mantle,     All of tender green,     I was yearning for a vision     Of the life unseen.     When you hovered in the sunset,     Just as rain was done;     Where the dropping from the poplars     Seemed like rain begun.     There you gathered forming slowly     Rounding into view:     All your vesture glowed like verdure     When the sap is new.     Then you mutely gave your warning     And I felt the stress     Of its passion and its presage     And its utterness.     There you swayed one tranquil moment,     Mystically fair,     Then you were not of the sunset,     Were not in the air.

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"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"

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