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" Hebrew, with blood had besprinkled its portals, That the Angel of Death might see the sign, and pass over. Motionless, senseless, dying, he lay, and his spirit exhausted Seemed to be sinking down through infinite depths in the darkness, Darkness of slumber... "
Eclectic Magazine, and Monthly Edition of the Living Age - Σελίδα 105
1848
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