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Sonnet LXXXIX. Subject Continued.

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Yon late but gleaming Moon, in hoary light         Shines out unveil'd, and on the cloud's dark fleece         Rests; - but her strengthen'd beams appear to increase         The wild disorder of this troubled Night.      Redoubling Echos seem yet more to excite         The roaring Winds and Waters! - Ah! why cease         Resolves, that promis'd everlasting peace,         And drew my steps to this incumbent height?      I wish! - I shudder! - stretch my longing arms         O'er the steep cliff! - My swelling spirits brave         The leap, that quiets all these dire alarms,      And floats me tossing on the stormy wave!         But Oh! what roots my feet? - what spells, what charms         The daring purpose of my Soul enslave?

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