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Along the margin-sand large foot-marks went, No further than to where his feet had stray'd, And slept there since Upon the sodden ground, His old right hand lay nerveless listless dead, Unsceptred and his realmless eyes were closed, While his bow'd head seem'd list'ning to the Earth, His ancient mother for some comfort yet, dark art, dim light, somber, dramatic, high quality, detailed