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But, unto me, something was brought by stealth, - and mine ear caught a whispering of the same:

When there were thoughts, from visions of the night, - When deep sleep falleth upon men,

Dread, came upon me, and trembling, The multitude of my bones, it put in dread:

Then, a spirit, over my face, floated along, The hair of my flesh bristled-up:

It stood still, but I could not distinguish its appearance, I looked, but there was no form before mine eyes, - A whispering voice, I heard: - -