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    XII.
I grew scornfuller, grew colder, as I stood up there among them,
Till as frost intense will burn you, the cold scorning scorched my brow;
When a sudden silver speaking, gravely cadenced, over-rung them,
And a sudden silken stirring touched my inner nature through.
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    XII. I grew scornfuller, grew colder, as I stood up there among them, Till as frost intense will burn you, the cold scorning scorched my brow; When a sudden silver speaking, gravely cadenced, over-rung them, And a sudden silken stirring touched my inner nature through. <lora:FluxMythV2:0.6> <lora:ck-painterly-fantasy:0.6> <lora:flux.1_lora_flyway_Epic-detail_v2:0.5> <lora:RetroAnimeFluxV1:0.7> <lora:FluxTrissMV1:0.8>

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