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TO THE AUTHOR OF ZISKA.
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That rises from among them: in their shout
For One, a Brother and a King, thy prayer
Doth meet its answer. Spirit, that through doubt
Hast kept thy hold on fervent Love, come out
From this dim shade, thy portion waits thee there!