The concubine of old Tithonus now
         Grew pale above the eastern balcony,
         Breaking away from her sweet lover’s arms;
         Her white forehead glittered with bright gems
5         Set in the shape of that cold animal
         Which stings and lashes people with its tail;
         And night, there in the spot where we were come,
         Had scaled two steps of the hours that she climbs,
         And the third already lowered down its wings,
10       When I, who had a trace of Adam in me,
         Overcome by sleep,

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