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Ich fuhle Dich mir nahe;

Die Einsamkeit belebt;

Wie uber seinen Welten

Der Unsichtbare schwebt.

Uhland.

(I feel thee near to me,

The loneliness takes life,-As over its world

The Invisible hovers.)

From this state of restlessness and agitation rather than continuous action, Glyndon was aroused by a visitor who seemed to exerc

            
            

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