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HIS MESMERIC EXPERIMENT.
Brow bent over, eyelids falling,
All the soft hair's silken splendor
Lying prest
Against my breast,
While her soul in dumb surrender,
Floated upward at my calling, —
Floated upward to my keeping,
As a dove might float to capture,
While a thrill,
Swift and chill,
As of half-remorseful rapture,
Through and through my veins went creeping.
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