<h3 id="The_Vision">The Vision</h3>
<p>“O SISTER, sister, from the casement leaning,<br/>
What sees thy trancéd eye, what is the meaning<br/>
Of the strange rapture that thy features know?”<br/>
<i>“I see,” she said, “the sunset’s crimson glow.”</i></p>
<p>“O sister, sister, from the casement turning,<br/>
What saw’st thou there save sunset’s sullen burning?<br/>
—Thy hand is ice, and fever lights thine eye!”<br/>
<i>“I saw,” she said, “the twilight drifting by.”</i></p>
<p>“O sister, oft the sun hath set and often<br/>
Have we beheld the twilight fold and soften<br/>
The edge of day— In this no mystery lies!”<br/>
<i>“I saw,” she said, “the crescent moon arise.”</i></p>
<p>“O sister, speak! I fear when on me falleth<br/>
Thine empty glance which some wild spell enthralleth!<br/>
—How chill the air blows through the open door!”<br/>
<i>“I saw,” she said, “I saw”—and spake no more.</i></p>
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