Were imaged by its faint and ghastly ray;'
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was done from sudden pangs, in their excess,All of a sudden raise themselves, and say,"Father! our woes, so great, were yet the less Would you but eat of us,--twas 'you who cladOur bodies in these weeds of wretchedness; _50Despoil them'." Not to make their hearts more sad, I 'hushed' myself. That day is at its close,--Another--still we were all mute. Oh, hadThe obdurate earth opened to end our woes! The fourth day dawned, and when the new sun shone, _55Outstretched himself before me as it roseMy Gaddo, saying, "Help, father! hast thou none
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