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Posted On: 10/17/2017 10:47:12 PM
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I came into a place mute of all light,
Which bellows as the sea does in a tempest,
If by opposing winds ’t is combated.
The infernal hurricane that never rests
Hurtles the spirits onward in its rapine;
Whirling them round, and smiting them.
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