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The Coming Storm

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A Picture by S.R. Gifford, and owned by E.B. Included in the N.A. Exhibition, April, 1865. All feeling hearts must feel for him Who felt this picture. Presage dim - Dim inklings from the shadowy sphere Fixed him and fascinated here. A demon-cloud like the mountain one Burst on a spirit as mild As this urned lake, the home of shades. But Shakspeare's pensive child Never the lines had lightly scanned, Steeped in fable, steeped in fate; The Hamlet in his heart was 'ware, Such hearts can antedate. No utter surprise can come to him Who reaches Shakspeare's core; That which we seek and shun is there - Man's final lore.

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