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The
wind
went
on
from
West
to
East
;
all
movement
in
the
forest
ceased
,
but
shrill
and
harsh
across
the
marsh
its
whistling
voices
were
released
.
The
grasses
hissed
,
their
tassels
bent
,
the
reeds
were
rattling-on
it
went
o
'
er
shaken
pool
under
heavens
cool
where
racing
clouds
were
torn
and
rent
.
It
passed
the
lonely
Mountain
bare
and
swept
above
the
dragon
's
lair
:
