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...of their spears was like stars on the sea, When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee. . . . For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...hearts but once heaved, and for ever grew still! And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail, And the idols are broke in the temple of Baal; And the...

...bright in her eyes, unable to meet his look. "There's another verse," said the Vampyr, and he quoted, "For the Angel of Death spread his wings on the blast,...and chill, / And their hearts but once heaved, and forever grew still." The hansom turned right onto the Bowery, an impoverished version of Broadway to...