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First Line: It was in a theater one day
Last Line: Divinely blended into one.


It was in a theater one day:
The house was dark, the stage a-light,
A living symphony at play,
A fragile nymph, a woodland sprite.

A phase of beauty set aside
And framed into a brilliant sphere,
A changing scintillating tide
Of deep emotions blended here.

A human flame of orange red,
A whirling, twirling rhythmic wave,
A pulsing, seething water bed,
A deep and melancholy grave.

A flitting phantom in the gloom,
An old dead sorrow fanned to glow,
The heart-break of a dying bloom,
The agonizing tears that flow.

A raging storm, oppressive air,
A ghastly, shocking monotone.
Thunderous drums, a vision rare,
Divinely blended into one.





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