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And clouds aloft and tides below,

AVith signs and sounds, forbade to goHe could not see, he would not hear 495'Or sound or sign foreboding fear;llis eye but saw that light of love.

The only star it hailed above;

His car but rang with Hero’s song,

“Ye waves, divide not lovers long!” — 5oo

That tale is old , but love anew

May nerve young hearts to prove as true.

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The winds arc high, and Helle’s tideRolls darkly heaving to the main;

And Night’s descending -shadows hide 5o5That field with blood bedewed in vain.The desart of old Priam 's pride;

The tombs, sole relics of his reign,

All —~ save immortal dreams that could beguileThe bliud old man of Scio’s rocky isle! 5io

hi.

Oh! yet — for there my steps have been;These feet have pressed the sacred shore.