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Higginson and Bigelow, comps.  American Sonnets.  1891.
By James Benjamin Kenyon (1858–1924)
BLOWN through the gusty spaces of the night,
  The pale clouds fleet like ghosts along the sky;
  A fitful wind goes moaning feebly by,
And the faint moon, poised o’er the craggy height,
Dies in its own uncertain, misty light.        5
  Within the hills the water springs are dry;
  The herbs are withered; and the sand wastes lie
Dim, wide, and lonely to the weary sight.
Behold! her awful vigil she will keep
  Through the wan night as through the burning day;        10
Though all the world should sleep she will not sleep,
  But watch, wild-eyed and fierce, to scare away,
As round and round, with hoarse, low cries they creep,
  From her dead sons the hungry beasts of prey.

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