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Mine
eye
perceived
those
creatures
beautiful
Had
rested
from
the
strewing
of
the
flowers
;
And
,
still
but
little
reassured
,
mine
eyes
Saw
Beatrice
turned
round
towards
the
monster
,
That
is
one
person
only
in
two
natures
.
Beneath
her
veil
,
beyond
the
margent
green
,
She
seemed
to
me
far
more
her
ancient
self
To
excel
,
than
others
here
,
when
she
was
here
.
So
pricked
me
then
the
thorn
of
penitence
,
That
of
all
other
things
the
one
which
turned
me
