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535 A happy respite! but at length He feels the glimmering of the moon; Wakes with glazed eye, and feebly sighing   To sink, perhaps, where he is lying, Into a second swoon! A HAPPY RESPITE BUT AT LENGTH HE FEELS THE GLIMMERING OF THE MOON WAKES WITH GLAZED EYE AND FEEBLY SIGHING TO SINK PERHAPS WHERE HE IS LYING INTO A SECOND SWOON
ries? Such as pursue their feared vagaries [54] In sylvan bower, or haunted hall? 510 Is it a fiend that to a stake Of fire his desperate self is tethering? Or stubborn spirit doomed to yell In solitary ward or cell, Ten thousand miles from all his brethren? 515 [55] Never did pulse so quickly throb, And never heart so loudly panted; [56] He looks, he cannot choose but look; Like some one reading in a book--[57] A book that is enchanted. 520 Ah, well-a-day for Peter Bell! He will be turned to iron soon, Meet Statue for the court of Fear! His hat is up--and every hair Bristles, and whitens in the moon! 525 He looks, he ponders, looks again; He sees a motion--hears a groan; His eyes will burst--his heart will break-- He gives a loud and frightful shriek, And back he falls, [58] as if his life were flown! 530 PART SECOND We left our Hero in a trance, Beneath the alders, near the river; The Ass is by the river-side, And, where the feeble breezes glide, Upon the stream the moonbeams quiver.  PART SECOND OF PETER BELL BY WILLIAM WORDSWORTH THIS LIBER OF OX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN PART SECOND WE LEFT OUR HERO IN A TRANCE BENEATH THE ALDERS NEAR THE RIVER THE ASSES BY THE RIVER SIDE AND WHERE THE FEEBLE BREEZES GLIDE UPON THE STREAM THE MOONBEAMS QUIVER
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