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THE SHADOW.
"Come like shadows, so depart."
"Macbeth;" Act IV.

Across the inner sunlight of a soul
⁠⁠A shadow fell,
Whose ever-deepening gloom shut out the day,
⁠⁠And seemed to swell
Until the blackness of that midnight hour
⁠⁠What tongue could tell?

Faith's sun had set, — Hope's star forgot to shine.
⁠⁠But Love drew nigh.
Like some ill dream the mists of darkness fade
⁠⁠Before her eye.
And sun and star with clearer lustre grace
⁠⁠The morning sky.

Isabella M. Mortimer⁠
⁠Golden Hour.
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