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...represents " The. forms of the departed." In the foreground, the dreamer of the vision sits and dreams — " With a slow and noiseless footstep, Comes that messenger...vacant chair beside me, Lays her gentle hand in mine." It is difficult to give an idea of this sketch, the conception and execution being extremely novel....