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The Fall Of Nineveh. Prelude

In Vision are the centuries rolled back;
The dead Past lives again. I breathe the air
Of the young world; I see her giant sons.
Like vast, high--towering fabrics in the sky
Of summer's evening, cloud on fiery cloud
Thronging upheaped,--before me, as it stood,
Stands a Titanic city:--cliff--like walls,
Tower--crowned, and battlemented:--brazen gates,
Eternal boasted; 'gainst all might of man
Invincible:--gardens magnificent;
With flowers that dazzle, odours that enchant,
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