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THE VISION.
IN the quiet of her cell,
A rudely carved cross before,
With her face upturned to Heaven,
Knelt the Sister, Leonore.

Midnight 'twas within the chamber,
The shadows flitted to and fro,
As the light of the wax taper
Flickered up and then fell low.

There with white hands clasping tightly
O'er a time-worn rosary,
Telling o'er the beads upon it,
Praying ever reverently.

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