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The Second Sonnet Of Bathrolaire

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Now the sweet Dawn on brighter fields afar     Has walked among the daisies, and has breathed     The glory of the mountain winds, and sheathed     The stubborn sword of Night's last-shining star.     In Bathrolaire when Day's old doors unbar     The motley mask, fantastically wreathed,     Pass through a strong portcullis brazen teethed,     And enter glowing mines of cinnabar.     Stupendous prisons shut them out from day,     Gratings and caves and rayless catacombs,     And the unrelenting rack and tourniquet     Grind death in cells where jetting gaslight gloams,     And iron ladders stretching far away     Dive to the depths of those eternal domes.

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