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Witchcraft

To love an alien woman, for a space
He gazed upon the beauty of her face,
Nor saw therein the loveliness of Hell.

Through bower and court a silence reigned the day
Whereon she entered. August fever lay
On Summer splendour. 'Neath his fiery sway
All war-like jousts and tournaments, God wot,
Gave little joy. She passed within the hall;
Great marvel filled the knights assembled all.
'Whence come ye?' cried the king. She answered not.

Most strange it was to see her stand alone
Voiceless. The silence now oppressive grown
Seemed pregnant with an evil, yet unknown,
Fatal to life. Her lips were more intense
With secrecy than speech, she seemed to be

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