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Again he turned to her with softened feeling,

"Dear shattered idol of this heart" he cried,

"I cannot curse _thee_, e'en thou art sealing

"The cruel doom that bans me from thy side.

"No! No! a blessing from my soul is stealing,

"Nerved by a power that will not be denied,

"So be thou blessed, charm'd against all evil,

"An angel still, though wedded to a devil."

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