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accept: it they might without failing losing their power, or giving
way to his up their scepticism, or sinking once again into the
soft depths of acquiescence, they might, half timid, laughing; or
assuming some expression which could not be [?] mistaken for
mere rapture, lie watchfully awake, & see, now through the
chink of the blind the splendid monarch, hear, through some
the open window the deep voice persuading, & entreating, or
merely chanting to itself; flowed down in purple & blue, &
sent108: [?]so hear the vast sigh of all the seas breaking109
round all the islands, but in measured tide[?] now controlled; &
measured; & [?]grave; & hear110- the the birds begin; &
the dawn weave111 their voices into its whiter garment; &
then hear the hear the wheels begin; & then,
at last forgetting to discriminate between whil wheel &
bird, yielding at last perhaps to that marvellous
night, & the roll of all those seas, & the immensity of the
sky; feeling incapable of more of divising a plan for
making a footstool of beauty, or a handmaiden of nature,
So lapse & fall, & on only, before losing consciousness
again, & sleeping once more, the the sleepers in the
house might recognise in themselves, with
delight & astonishment & something like fear, from
the [?] [?] the cry of some bird, it might be, in the
grinding on the road far away of an early wheel -
another emotion half waking them at the moment,
sleepy, & mixing & mighty, & making their hearts
leap, even as they fell over the edge of the cliff into
sleep, with a the stab & stir & wild expectation &
desire of the com coming day.

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