The Study of Poetry • Paragraph 1797
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Whereat he opened his eyes wide at once, {65} And sat up of himself, and looked at us; And thenceforth nobody pronounced a word: Only, outside, the Bactrian cried his cry Like the lone desert-bird that wears the ruff, As signal we were safe, from time to time. {70}