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THE THREE GRAY SISTERS.

HER chariot, set with many a gem,

Drawn by two horses silver-white

Along their heavenly path of light,

Selene, goddess with the diadem

Of stars, Selene, Queen of Night,

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Was driving in calm majesty.

The earth was glorified by her.

Like liquid light its rivers rolled;

Its grass-clad hills and mountains bold

Stood grandly forth, as though they monarchs were,

With coronets of living gold,

Ruling the valleys silently.

The breezes slept among the trees,

Sometimes their sighing could be heard;

Sometimes the soft note of a bird

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