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Already the sun was rising, and showed blood-red; its blunt edge,

as if stripped of beams, was half visible and half hidden in the

black clouds, like a heated horseshoe in the charcoal of a forge.

The wind was rising, and it drove on the clouds from the east,

crowded and jagged as blocks of ice; each cloud as it passed over

sprinkled cold rain; behind it rushed the wind and dried the rain

again; after the wind again a damp cloud flew by; and thus the

day by turns was cold and drizzly.