Hero And Leander. - To S. T. Coleridge Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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It is not with a hope my feeble praiseA
Can add one moment's honor to thy ownB
That with thy mighty name I grace these laysA
I seek to glorify myself aloneB
For that some precious favor thou hast shownB
To my endeavor in a bygone timeC
And by this token I would have it knownB
Thou art my friend and friendly to my rhymeC
It is my dear ambition now to climbC
Still higher in thy thought if my bold penD
May thrust on contemplations more sublimeC
But I am thirsty for thy praise for whenD
We gain applauses from the great in nameE
We seem to be partakers of their fameE
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Oh Bards of old What sorrows have ye sungF
And tragic stories chronicled in stoneB
Sad Philomel restored her ravish'd tongueF
And transform'd Niobe in dumbness shownB
Sweet Sappho on her love forever callsG
And Hero on the drown'd Leander fallsG
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Was it that spectacles of sadder plightsG
Should make our blisses relish the more high-
Then all fair dames and maidens and true knightsG
Whose flourish'd fortunes prosper in Love's eye-
Weep here unto a tale of ancient griefH
Traced from the course of an old bas reliefH
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There stands Abydos here is Sestos' steepI
Hard by the gusty margin of the seaG
Where sprinkling waves continually do leapI
And that is where those famous lovers beG
A builded gloom shot up into the grayJ
As if the first tall watch tow'r of the dayJ
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Lo how the lark soars upward and is goneK
Turning a spirit as he nears the sky-
His voice is heard though body there is noneL
And rain like music scatters from on high-
But Love would follow with a falcon spiteM
To pluck the minstrel from his dewy heightM
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For Love hath framed a ditty of regretsG
Tuned to the hollow sobbings on the shoreN
A vexing sense that with like music fretsG
And chimes this dismal burthen o'er and o'erO
Saying Leander's joys are past and spentP
Like stars extinguish'd in the firmamentP
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For ere the golden crevices of mornQ
Let in those regal luxuries of lightP
Which all the variable east adornQ
And hang rich fringes on the skirts of nightP
Leander weaning from sweet Hero's sideP
Must leave a widow where he found a brideP
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Hark how the billows beat upon the sandP
Like pawing steeds impatient of delayJ
Meanwhile their rider ling'ring on the landP
Dallies with love and holds farewell at bayJ
A too short span How tedious slow is grief-
But parting renders time both sad and brief-
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Alas he sigh'd that this first glimpsing lightP
Which makes the wide world tenderly appearR
Should be the burning signal for my flightP
From all the world's best image which is hereS
Whose very shadow in my fond compareT
Shines far more bright than Beauty's self elsewhereT
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Their cheeks are white as blossoms of the darkU
Whose leaves close up and show the outward paleV
And those fair mirrors where their joys did sparkU
All dim and tarnish'd with a dreary veilV
No more to kindle till the night's returnW
Like stars replenish'd at Joy's golden urnW
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Ev'n thus they creep into the spectral grayJ
That cramps the landscape in its narrow brimX
As when two shadows by old Lethe strayJ
He clasping her and she entwining himX
Like trees wind parted that embrace anonW
True love so often goes before 'tis goneW
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For what rich merchant but will pause in fearR
To trust his wealth to the unsafe abyssG
So Hero dotes upon her treasure hereS
And sums the loss with many an anxious kissG
Whilst her fond eyes grow dizzy in her headP
Fear aggravating fear with shows of dreadP
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She thinks how many have been sunk and drown'dP
And spies their snow white bones below the deepI
Then calls huge congregated monsters roundP
And plants a rock wherever he would leapI
Anon she dwells on a fantastic dreamY
Which she interprets of that fatal streamY
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Saying That honied fly I saw was theeG
Which lighted on a water lily's cupZ
When lo the flower enamor'd of my beeG
Closed on him suddenly and lock'd him upZ
And he was smother'd in her drenching dewP
Therefore this day thy drowning I shall rueP
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But next remembering her virgin fameE
She clips him in her arms and bids him goA2
But seeing him break loose repents her shameE
And plucks him back upon her bosom's snowA2
And tears unfix her iced resolve againW
As steadfast frosts are thaw'd by show'rs of rainW
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O for a type of parting Love to love-
Is like the fond attraction of two spheresG
Which needs a godlike effort to remove-
And then sink down their sunny atmospheresG
In rain and darkness on each ruin'd heartP
Nor yet their melodies will sound apartP
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So brave Leander sunders from his brideP
The wrenching pang disparts his soul in twainW
Half stays with her half goes towards the tideP
And life must ache until they join againW
Now wouldst thou know the wideness of the woundP
Mete every step he takes upon the groundP
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And for the agony and bosom throeP
Let it be measured by the wide vast airP
For that is infinite and so is woeA2
Since parted lovers breathe it everywhereP
Look how it heaves Leander's laboring chestP
Panting at poise upon a rocky crestP
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From which he leaps into the scooping brineW
That shocks his bosom with a double chillB2
Because all hours till the slow sun's declineW
That cold divorcer will be 'twixt them stillB2
Wherefore he likens it to Styx' foul tideP
Where life grows death upon the other sideP
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Then sadly he confronts his twofold toilC2
Against rude waves and an unwilling mindP
Wishing alas with the stout rower's toilC2
That like a rower he might gaze behindP
And watch that lonely statue he hath leftP
On her bleak summit weeping and bereftP
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Yet turning oft he sees her troubled locksG
Pursue him still the furthest that they mayJ
Her marble arms that overstretch the rocksG
And her pale passion'd hands that seem to prayJ
In dumb petition to the gods above-
Love prays devoutly when it prays for love-
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Then with deep sighs he blows away the wave-
That hangs superfluous tears upon his cheekD2
And bans his labor like a hopeless slave-
That chain'd in hostile galley faint and weakD2
Plies on despairing through the restless foamE2
Thoughtful of his lost love and far off homeE2
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The drowsy mist before him chill and dankF2
Like a dull lethargy o'erleans the seaG
When he rows on against the utter blankF2
Steering as if to dim eternityG
Like Love's frail ghost departing with the dawnW
A failing shadow in the twilight drawnW
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And soon is gone or nothing but a faintP
And failing image in the eye of thoughtP
That mocks his model with an after paintP
And stains an atom like the shape she soughtP
Then with her earnest vows she hopes to feeG
The old and hoary majesty of seaG
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O King of waves and brother of high JoveG
Preserve my sumless venture there afloatP
A woman's heart and its whole wealth of loveG
Are all embark'd upon that little boatP
Nay but two loves two lives a double fateP
A perilous voyage for so dear a freightP
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If impious mariners be stain'd with crimeC
Shake not in awful rage thy hoary locksG
Lay by thy storms until another timeC
Lest my frail bark be dash'd against the rocksG
O rather smooth thy deeps that he may fly-
Like Love himself upon a seeming sky-
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Let all thy herded monsters sleep beneathG2
Nor gore him with crook'd tusks or wreath d hornsG
Let no fierce sharks destroy him with their teethG2
Nor spine fish wound him with their venom'd thornsG
But if he faint and timely succor lackH2
Let ruthful dolphins rest him on their backH2
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Let no false dimpling whirlpools suck him inW
Nor slimy quicksands smother his sweet breathI2
Let no jagg'd corals tear his tender skinW
Nor mountain billows bury him in deathI2
And with that thought forestalling her own fearsG
She drowned his painted image in her tearsG
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By this the climbing Sun with rest repair'dP
Look'd through the gold embrasures of the sky-
And ask'd the drowsy world how she had faredP
The drowsy world shone brighten'd in reply-
And smiling off her fogs his slanting beamY
Spied young Leander in the middle streamY
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His face was pallid but the hectic mornW
Had hung a lying crimson on his cheeksG
And slanderous sparkles in his eyes forlornW
So death lies ambush'd in consumptive streaksG
But inward grief was writhing o'er its taskJ2
As heart sick jesters weep behind the maskJ2
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He thought of Hero and the lost delightP
Her last embracings and the space betweenW
He thought of Hero and the future nightP
Her speechless rapture and enamor'd mienW
When lo before him scarce two galleys' spaceG
His thoughts confronted with another faceG
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Her aspect's like a moon divinely fairP
But makes the midnight darker that it lies onW
'Tis so beclouded with her coal black hairP
That densely skirts her luminous horizonW
Making her doubly fair thus darkly setP
As marble lies advantaged upon jetP
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She's all too bright too argent and too paleV
To be a woman but a woman's doubleK2
Reflected on the wave so faint and frailV
She tops the billows like an air blown bubbleK2
Or dim creation of a morning dreamY
Fair as the wave bleached lily of the streamY
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The very rumor strikes his seeing deadP
Great beauty like great fear first stuns the senseG
He knows not if her lips be blue or redP
Nor of her eyes can give true evidenceG
Like murder's witness swooning in the courtP
His sight falls senseless by its own reportP
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Anon resuming it declares her eyesG
Are tint with azure like two crystal wellsG
That drink the blue complexion of the skiesG
Or pearls outpeeping from their silvery shellsG
Her polish'd brow it is an ample plainW
To lodge vast contemplations of the mainW
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Her lips might corals seem but corals nearP
Stray through her hair like blossoms on a bowerP
And o'er the weaker red still domineerP
And make it pale by tribute to more powerP
Her rounded cheeks are of still paler hueP
Touch'd by the bloom of water tender blueP
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Thus he beholds her rocking on the waterP
Under the glossy umbrage of her hairP
Like pearly Amphitrite's fairest daughterP
Naiad or Nereid or Syren fairP
Mislodging music in her pitiless breastP
A nightingale within a falcon's nestP
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They say there be such maidens in the deepI
Charming poor mariners that all too nearP
By mortal lullabies fall dead asleepI
As drowsy men are poison'd through the earP
Therefore Leander's fears begin to urgeL2
This snowy swan is come to sing his dirgeL2
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At which he falls into a deadly chillB2
And strains his eyes upon her lips apartP
Fearing each breath to feel that prelude shrillB2
Pierce through his marrow like a breath blown dartP
Shot sudden from an Indian's hollow caneW
With mortal venom fraught and fiery painW
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Here then poor wretch how he begins to crowdP
A thousand thoughts within a pulse's spaceG
There seem'd so brief a pause of life allow'dP
His mind stretch'd universal to embraceG
The whole wide world in an extreme farewellM2
A moment's musing but an age to tellM2
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For there stood Hero widow'd at a glanceG
The foreseen sum of many a tedious factP
Pale cheeks dim eyes and wither'd countenanceG
A wasted ruin that no wasting lack'dP
Time's tragic consequents ere time beganW
A world of sorrow in a tear drop's spanW
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A moment's thinking is an hour in wordsG
An hour of words is little for some woesG
Too little breathing a long life affordsG
For love to paint itself by perfect showsG
Then let his love and grief unwrong'd lie dumbN2
Whilst Fear and that it fears together comeN2
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As when the crew hard by some jutty capeO2
Struck pale and panick'd by the billow's roarP
Lay by all timely measures of escapeO2
And let their bark go driving on the shoreP
So fray'd Leander drifting to his wreckP2
Gazing on Scylla falls upon her neckP2
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For he hath all forgot the swimmer's artP
The rower's cunning and the pilot's skillM2
Letting his arms fall down in languid partP
Sway'd by the waves and nothing by his willM2
Till soon he jars against that glossy skinW
Solid like glass though seemingly as thinW
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Lo how she startles at the warning shockQ2
And straightway girds him to her radiant breastP
More like his safe smooth harbor than his rockQ2
Poor wretch he is so faint and toil opprestP
He cannot loose him from his grappling foeG
Whether for love or hate she lets not goG
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His eyes are blinded with the sleety brineW
His ears are deafen'd with the wildering noiseG
He asks the purpose of her fell designW
But foamy waves choke up his struggling voiceG
Under the ponderous sea his body dipsG
And Hero's name dies bubbling on his lipsG
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Look how a man is lower'd to his graveG
A yearning hollow in the green earth's lapR2
So he is sunk into the yawning waveG
The plunging sea fills up the watery gapR2
Anon he is all gone and nothing seenW
But likeness of green turf and hillocks greenW
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And where he swam the constant sun lies sleepingS2
Over the verdant plain that makes his bedP
And all the noisy waves go freshly leapingS2
Like gamesome boys over the churchyard deadP
The light in vain keeps looking for his faceG
Now screaming sea fowl settle in his placeG
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Yet weep and watch for him though all in vainW
Ye moaning billows seek him as ye wanderP
Ye gazing sunbeams look for him againW
Ye winds grow hoarse with asking for LeanderP
Ye did but spare him for more cruel rapeO2
Sea storm and ruin in a female shapeO2
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She says 'tis love hath bribed her to this deedP
The glancing of his eyes did so bewitch herP
O bootless theft unprofitable meedP
Love's treasury is sack'd but she no richerP
The sparkles of his eyes are cold and deadP
And all his golden looks are turn'd to leadP
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She holds the casket but her simple handP
Hath spill'd its dearest jewel by the wayJ
She hath life's empty garment at commandP
But her own death lies covert in the preyJ
As if a thief should steal a tainted vestP
Some dead man's spoil and sicken of his pestP
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Now she compels him to her deeps belowG
Hiding his face beneath her plenteous hairP
Which jealously she shakes all round her browP
For dread of envy though no eyes are thereP
But seals' and all brute tenants of the deepI
Which heedless through the wave their journeys keepI
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Down and still downward through the dusky greenW
She bore him murmuring with joyous hasteP
In too rash ignorance as he had beenW
Born to the texture of that watery wasteP
That which she breathed and sigh'd the emerald waveG
How could her pleasant home become his graveG
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Down and still downward through the dusky greenW
She bore her treasure with a face too nighG
To mark how life was alter'd in its mienW
Or how the light grew torpid in his eyeG
Or how his pearly breath unprison'd thereP
Flew up to join the universal airP
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She could not miss the throbbings of his heartP
Whilst her own pulse so wanton'd in its joyT2
She could not guess he struggled to departP
And when he strove no more the hapless boyT2
She read his mortal stillness for contentP
Feeling no fear where only love was meantP
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Soon she alights upon her ocean floorP
And straight unyokes her arms from her fair prizeG
Then on his lovely face begins to poreP
As if to glut her soul her hungry eyesG
Have grown so jealous of her arms' delightP
It seems she hath no other sense but sightP
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But O sad marvel O most bitter strangeU2
What dismal magic makes his cheek so paleG
Why will he not embrace why not exchangeU2
Her kindly kisses wherefore not exhaleG
Some odorous message from life's ruby gatesG
Where she his first sweet embassy awaitsG
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Her eyes poor watchers fix'd upon his looksG
Are grappled with a wonder near to griefG
As one who pores on undecipher'd booksG
Strains vain surmise and dodges with beliefG
So she keeps gazing with a mazy thoughtP
Framing a thousand doubts that end in noughtP
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Too stern inscription for a page so youngF
The dark translation of his look was deathI2
But death was written in an alien tongueF
And learning was not by to give it breathI2
So one deep woe sleeps buried in its sealG
Which Time untimely hasteth to revealG
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Meanwhile she sits unconscious of her hapR2
Nursing Death's marble effigy which thereP
With heavy head lies pillow'd in her lapR2
And elbows all unhinged his sleeking hairP
Creeps o'er her knees and settles where his handP
Leans with lax fingers crook'd against the sandP
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And there lies spread in many an oozy trailG
Like glossy weeds hung from a chalky baseG
That shows no whiter than his brow is paleG
So soon the wintry death had bleach'd his faceG
Into cold marble with blue chilly shadesG
Showing wherein the freezy blood pervadesG
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And o'er his steadfast cheek a furrow'd painW
Hath set and stiffened like a storm in iceG
Showing by drooping lines the deadly strainW
Of mortal anguish yet you might gaze twiceG
Ere Death it seem'd and not his cousin SleepI
That through those creviced lids did underpeepI
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But all that tender bloom about his eyesG
Is Death's own violets which his utmost riteP
It is to scatter when the red rose diesG
For blue is chilly and akin to whiteP
Also he leaves some tinges on his lipsG
Which he hath kiss'd with such cold frosty nipsG
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Surely quoth she he sleeps the senseless thingS2
Oppress'd and faint with toiling in the streamY
Therefore she will not mar his rest but singS2
So low her tune shall mingle with his dreamY
Meanwhile her lily fingers task to twineW
His uncrispt locks uncurling in the brineW
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O lovely boy thus she attuned her voiceG
Welcome thrice welcome to a sea maid's homeE2
My love mate thou shalt be and true heart's choiceG
How have I long'd such a twin self should comeN2
A lonely thing till this sweet chance befellG
My heart kept sighing like a hollow shellG
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Here thou shalt live beneath this secret domeE2
An ocean bow'r defended by the shadeP
Of quiet waters a cool emerald gloomV2
To lap thee all about Nay be not fray'dP
Those are but shady fishes that sail byG
Like antic clouds across my liquid skyG
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Look how the sunbeam burns upon their scalesG
And shows rich glimpses of their Tyrian skinsG
They flash small lightnings from their vigorous tailsG
And winking stars are kindled at their finsG
These shall divert thee in thy weariest moodP
And seek thy hand for gamesomeness and foodP
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Lo those green pretty leaves with tassel bellsG
My flow'rets those that never pine for drouthI2
Myself did plant them in the dappled shellsG
That drink the wave with such a rosy mouthI2
Pearls wouldst thou have beside crystals to shineW
I had such treasures once now they are thineW
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Now lay thine ear against this golden sandP
And thou shalt hear the music of the seaG
Those hollow tunes it plays against the landP
Is't not a rich and wondrous melodyG
I have lain hours and fancied in its toneW
I heard the languages of ages goneW
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I too can sing when it shall please thy choiceG
And breathe soft tunes through a melodious shellG
Though heretofore I have but set my voiceG
To some long sighs grief harmonized to tellG
How desolate I fared but this sweet changeU2
Will add new notes of gladness to my rangeU2
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Or bid me speak and I will tell thee talesG
Which I have framed out of the noise of wavesG
Ere now I have communed with senseless galesG
And held vain colloquies with barren cavesG
But I could talk to thee whole days and daysG
Only to word my love a thousand waysG
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But if thy lips will bless me with their speechW2
Then ope sweet oracles and I'll be muteP
I was born ignorant for thee to teachW2
Nay all love's lore to thy dear looks imputeP
Then ope thine eyes fair teachers by whose lightP
I saw to give away my heart arightP
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But cold and deaf the sullen creature liesG
Over her knees and with concealing clayG
Like hoarding Avarice locks up his eyesG
And leaves her world impoverish'd of dayG
Then at his cruel lips she bends to pleadP
But there the door is closed against her needP
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Surely he sleeps so her false wits inferP
Alas poor sluggard ne'er to wake againW
Surely he sleeps yet without any stirP
That might denote a vision in his brainW
Or if he does not sleep he feigns too longX2
Twice she hath reach'd the ending of her songX2
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Therefore 'tis time she tells him to uncoverP
Those radiant jesters and disperse her fearsG
Whereby her April face is shaded overP
Like rainy clouds just ripe for showering tearsG
Nay if he will not wake so poor she getsG
Herself must open those lock'd up cabinetsG
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With that she stoops above his brow and bidsG
Her busy hands forsake his tangled hairP
And tenderly lift up those coffer lidsG
That she may gaze upon the jewels thereP
Like babes that pluck an early bud apartP
To know the dainty color of its heartP
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Now picture one soft creeping to a bedP
Who slowly parts the fringe hung canopiesG
And then starts back to find the sleeper deadP
So she looks in on his uncover'd eyesG
And seeing all within so drear and darkU
Her own bright soul dies in her like a sparkU
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Backward she falls like a pale prophetessG
Under the swoon of holy divinationW
And what had all surpass'd her simple guessG
She now resolves in this dark revelationW
Death's very mystery oblivious deathI2
Long sleep deep night and an entranced breathI2
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Yet life though wounded sore not wholly slainW
Merely obscured and not extinguish'd liesG
Her breath that stood at ebb soon flows againW
Heaving her hollow breast with heavy sighsG
And light comes in and kindles up the gloomV2
To light her spirit from its transient tombV2
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Then like the sun awaken'd at new dawnW
With pale bewilder'd face she peers aboutP
And spies blurr'd images obscurely drawnW
Uncertain shadows in a haze of doubtP
But her true grief grows shapely by degreesG
A perish'd creature lying on her kneesG
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And now she knows how that old Murther preysG
Whose quarry on her lap lies newly slainW
How he roams all abroad and grimly slaysG
Like a lean tiger in Love's own domainW
Parting fond mates and oft in flowery lawnsG
Bereaves mild mothers of their milky fawnsG
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LXXXIG
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O too dear knowledge O pernicious earningS2
Foul curse engraven upon beauty's pageY2
Ev'n now the sorrow of that deadly learningS2
Ploughs up her brow like an untimely ageY2
And on her cheek stamps verdict of death's truthI2
By canker blights upon the bud of youthI2
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LXXXIIG
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For as unwholesome winds decay the leafG
So her cheeks' rose is perish'd by her sighsG
And withers in the sickly breath of griefG
Whilst unacquainted rheum bedims her eyesG
Tears virgin tears the first that ever leaptP
From those young lids now plentifully weptP
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Whence being shed the liquid crystallineW
Drops straightway down refusing to partakeZ2
In gross admixture with the baser brineW
But shrinks and hardens into pearls opaqueZ2
Hereafter to be worn on arms and earsG
So one maid's trophy is another's tearsG
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LXXXIVG
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O foul Arch Shadow thou old cloud of NightP
Thus in her frenzy she began to wailG
Thou blank Oblivion blotter out of lightP
Life's ruthless murderer and dear love's baleG
Why hast thou left thy havoc incompleteP
Leaving me here and slaying the more sweetP
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LXXXVG
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Lo what a lovely ruin thou hast madeP
Alas alas thou hast no eye to seeG
And blindly slew'st him in misguided shadeP
Would I had lent my doting sense to theeG
But now I turn to thee a willing markU
Thine arrows miss me in the aimless darkU
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LXXXVIG
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O doubly cruel twice misdoing spiteP
But I will guide thee with my helping eyesG
Or walk the wide world through devoid of sightP
Yet thou shalt know me by my many sighsG
Nay then thou should'st have spared my roses false DeathI2
And known Love's flow'r by smelling his sweet breathI2
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LXXXVIIG
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Or when thy furious rage was round him dealingS2
Love should have grown from touching of his skinW
But like cold marble thou art all unfeelingS2
And hast no ruddy springs of warmth withinW
And being but a shape of freezing boneW
Thy touching only turn'd my love to stoneW
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LXXXVIIIG
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And here alas he lies across my kneesG
With cheeks still colder than the stilly waveG
The light beneath his eyelids seems to freezeG
Here then since Love is dead and lacks a graveG
O come and dig it in my sad heart's coreP
That wound will bring a balsam for its soreP
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LXXXIXG
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For art thou not a sleep where sense of illG
Lies stingless like a sense benumb'd with coldP
Healing all hurts only with sleep's good willG
So shall I slumber and perchance beholdP
My living love in dreams O happy nightP
That lets me company his banish'd sprightP
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XCS2
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O poppy Death sweet poisoner of sleepI
Where shall I seek for thee oblivious drugS2
That I may steep thee in my drink and creepI
Out of life's coil Look Idol how I hugS2
Thy dainty image in this strict embraceG
And kiss this clay cold model of thy faceG
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XCIG
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Put out put out these sun consuming lampsG
I do but read my sorrows by their shineW
O come and quench them with thy oozy dampsG
And let my darkness intermix with thineW
Since love is blinded wherefore should I seeG
Now love is death death will be love to meG
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XCIIG
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Away away this vain complaining breathI2
It does but stir the troubles that I weepI
Let it be hush'd and quieted sweet DeathI2
The wind must settle ere the wave can sleepI
Since love is silent I would fain be muteP
O death be gracious to my dying suitP
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XCIIIG
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Thus far she pleads but pleading nought avails herP
For Death her sullen burthen deigns no heedP
Then with dumb craving arms since darkness fails herP
She prays to heaven's fair light as if her needP
Inspired her there were Gods to pity painW
Or end it but she lifts her arms in vainW
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XCIVG
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Poor gilded Grief the subtle light by thisG
With mazy gold creeps through her watery mineW
And diving downward through the green abyssG
Lights up her palace with an amber shineW
There falling on her arms the crystal skinW
Reveals the ruby tide that fares withinW
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XCVG
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Look how the fulsome beam would hang a gloryG
On her dark hair but the dark hairs repel itP
Look how the perjured glow suborns a storyG
On her pale lips but lips refuse to tell itP
Grief will not swerve from grief however toldP
On coral lips or character'd in goldP
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XCVIG
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Or else thou maid safe anchor'd on Love's neckS2
Listing the hapless doom of young LeanderP
Thou would'st not shed a tear for that old wreckS2
Sitting secure where no wild surges wanderP
Whereas the woe moves on with tragic paceG
And shows its sad reflection in thy faceG
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XCVIIG
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Thus having travell'd on and track'd the taleG
Like the due course of an old bas reliefG
Where Tragedy pursues her progress paleG
Brood here awhile upon that sea maid's griefG
And take a deeper imprint from the friezeG
Of that young Fate with Death upon her kneesG
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XCVIIIG
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Then whilst the melancholy Muse withalG
Resumes her music in a sadder toneW
Meanwhile the sunbeam strikes upon the wallG
Conceive that lovely siren to live onW
Ev'n as Hope whisper'd the Promethean lightP
Would kindle up the dead Leander's sprightP
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XCIXG
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'Tis light she says that feeds the glittering starsG
And those were stars set in his heavenly browP
But this salt cloud this cold sea vapor marsG
Their radiant breathing and obscures them nowP
Therefore I'll lay him in the clear blue airP
And see how these dull orbs will kindle thereP
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CG
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Swiftly as dolphins glide or swifter yetP
With dead Leander in her fond arms' foldP
She cleaves the meshes of that radiant netP
The sun hath twined above of liquid goldP
Nor slacks till on the margin of the landP
She lays his body on the glowing sandP
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CIG
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There like a pearly waif just past the reachW2
Of foamy billows he lies cast Just thenW
Some listless fishers straying down the beachW2
Spy out this wonder Thence the curious menW
Low crouching creep into a thicket brakeS2
And watch her doings till their rude hearts acheS2
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CIIG
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First she begins to chafe him till she faintsG
Then falls upon his mouth with kisses manyG
And sometimes pauses in her own complaintsG
To list his breathing but there is not anyG
Then looks into his eyes where no light dwellsG
Light makes no pictures in such muddy wellsG
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CIIIG
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The hot sun parches his discover'd eyesG
The hot sun beats on his discolor'd limbsG
The sand is oozy whereupon he liesG
Soiling his fairness then away she swimsG
Meaning to gather him a daintier bedP
Plucking the cool fresh weeds brown green and redP
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CIVG
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But simple witted thief while she dives underP
Another robs her of her amorous theftP
The ambush'd fishermen creep forth to plunderP
And steal the unwatch'd treasure she has leftP
Only his void impression dints the sandsG
Leander is purloin'd by stealthy handsG
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CVG
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Lo how she shudders off the beaded waveG
Like Grief all over tears and senseless fallsG
His void imprint seems hollow'd for her graveG
Then rising on her knees looks round and callsG
On Hero Hero having learn'd this nameE
Of his last breath she calls him by the sameE
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CVIG
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Then with her frantic hands she rends her hairsG
And casts them forth sad keepsakes to the windP
As if in plucking those she plucked her caresG
But grief lies deeper and remains behindP
Like a barb'd arrow rankling in her brainW
Turning her very thoughts to throbs of painW
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CVIIG
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Anon her tangled locks are left aloneW
And down upon the sand she meekly sitsG
Hard by the foam as humble as a stoneW
Like an enchanted maid beside her witsG
That ponders with a look serene and tragicS2
Stunn'd by the mighty mystery of magicS2
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CVIIIG
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Or think of Ariadne's utter tranceG
Crazed by the flight of that disloyal traitorP
Who left her gazing on the green expanseG
That swallowed up his track yet this would mate herP
Ev'n in the cloudy summit of her woeG
When o'er the far sea brim she saw him goG
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CIXG
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For even so she bows and bends her gazeG
O'er the eternal waste as if to sumN2
Its waves by weary thousands all her daysG
Dismally doom'd meanwhile the billows comeN2
And coldly dabble with her quiet feetP
Like any bleaching stones they wont to greetP
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CXG
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And thence into her lap have boldly sprungS2
Washing her weedy tresses to and froG
That round her crouching knees have darkly hungS2
But she sits careless of waves' ebb and flowG
Like a lone beacon on a desert coastP
Showing where all her hope was wreck'd and lostP
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CXIG
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Yet whether in the sea or vaulted skyS2
She knoweth not her lover's abrupt resortP
So like a shape of dreams he left her eyeS2
Winking with doubt Meanwhile the churls' reportP
Has throng'd the beach with many a curious faceG
That peeps upon her from its hiding placeG
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CXIIG
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And here a head and there a brow half seenW
Dodges behind a rock Here on his handsG
A mariner his crumpled cheeks doth leanW
Over a rugged crest Another standsG
Holding his harmful arrow at the headP
Still check'd by human caution and strange dreadP
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CXIIIG
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One stops his ears another close beholderP
Whispers unto the next his grave surmiseG
This crouches down and just above his shoulderP
A woman's pity saddens in her eyesG
And prompts her to befriend that lonely griefG
With all sweet helps of sisterly reliefG
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CXIVG
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And down the sunny beach she paces slowlyG
With many doubtful pauses by the wayG
Grief hath an influence so hush'd and holyG
Making her twice attempt ere she can layG
Her hand upon that sea maid's shoulder whiteP
Which makes her startle up in wild affrightP
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CXVG
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And like a seal she leaps into the waveG
That drowns the shrill remainder of her screamY
Anon the sea fills up the watery caveG
And seals her exit with a foamy seamY
Leaving those baffled gazers on the beachW2
Turning in uncouth wonder each to eachW2
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CXVIG
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Some watch some call some see her head emergeL2
Wherever a brown weed falls through the foamE2
Some point to white eruptions of the surgeL2
But she is vanish'd to her shady homeE2
Under the deep inscrutable and thereP
Weeps in a midnight made of her own hairP
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CXVIIG
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Now here the sighing winds before unheardP
Forth from their cloudy caves begin to blowG
Till all the surface of the deep is stirr'dP
Like to the panting grief it hides belowG
And heaven is cover'd with a stormy rackS2
Soiling the waters with its inky blackS2
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CXVIIIG
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The screaming fowl resigns her finny preyG
And labors shoreward with a bending wingS2
Rowing against the wind her toilsome wayG
Meanwhile the curling billows chafe and flingS2
Their dewy frost still further on the stonesG
That answer to the wind with hollow groansG
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CXIXG
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And here and there a fisher's far off barkS2
Flies with the sun's last glimpse upon its sailG
Like a bright flame amid the waters darkS2
Watch'd with the hope and fear of maidens paleG
And anxious mothers that upturn their browsG
Freighting the gusty wind with frequent vowsG
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CXXG
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For that the horrid deep has no sure pathI2
To guide Love safe into his homely havenW
And lo the storm grows blacker in its wrathI2
O'er the dark billow brooding like a ravenW
That bodes of death and widow's sorrowingS2
Under the dusky covert of his wingS2
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CXXIG
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And so day ended But no vesper sparkS2
Hung forth its heavenly sign but sheets of flameE
Play'd round the savage features of the darkS2
Making night horrible That night there cameE
A weeping maiden to high Sestos' steepI
And tore her hair and gazed upon the deepI
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CXXIIG
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And waved aloft her bright and ruddy torchA3
Whose flame the boastful wind so rudely fann'dP
That oft it would recoil and basely scorchA3
The tender covert of her sheltering handP
Which yet for Love's dear sake disdain'd retireP
And like a glorying martyr braved the fireP
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CXXIIIG
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For that was love's own sign and beacon guideP
Across the Hellespont's wide weary spaceG
Wherein he nightly struggled with the tideP
Look what a red it forges on her faceG
As if she blush'd at holding sucha lightP
Ev'n in the unseen presence of the nightP
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CXXIVG
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Whereas her tragic cheek is truly paleG
And colder than the rude and ruffian airP
That howls into her ear a horrid taleG
Of storm and wreck and uttermost despairP
Saying Leander floats amid the surgeL2
And those are dismal waves that sing his dirgeL2
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CXXVG
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And hark a grieving voice trembling and faintP
Blends with the hollow sobbings of the seaG
Like the sad music of a siren's plaintP
But shriller than Leander's voice should beG
Unless the wintry death had changed its toneW
Wherefore she thinks she hears his spirit moanW
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CXXVIG
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For now upon each brief and breathless pauseG
Made by the raging winds it plainly callsG
On Hero Hero whereupon she drawsG
Close to the dizzy brink that ne'er appalsG
Her brave and constant spirit to recoilG
However the wild billows toss and toilG
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CXXVIIG
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Oh dost thou live under the deep deep seaG
I thought such love as thine could never dieP
If thou hast gain'd an immortalityG
From the kind pitying sea god so will IP
And this false cruel tide that used to severP
Our hearts shall be our common home foreverP
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CXXVIIIG
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There we will sit and sport upon one billowG
And sing our ocean ditties all the dayP
And lie together on the same green pillowG
That curls above us with its dewy sprayP
And ever in one presence live and dwellG
Like two twin pearls within the selfsame shellG
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CXXIXG
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One moment then upon the dizzy vergeL2
She stands with face upturn'd against the skyP
A moment more upon the foamy surgeL2
She gazes with a calm despairing eyeP
Feeling that awful pause of blood and breathI2
Which life endures when it confronts with deathI2
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CXXXG
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Then from the giddy steep she madly springsG
Grasping her maiden robes that vainly keptP
Panting abroad like unavailing wingsG
To save her from her death The sea maid weptP
And in a crystal cave her corse enshrinedP
No meaner sepulchre should Hero findP

Thomas Hood



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