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The laborer looks up to see our shallop speed away.

When shall the sandy bar be cross'd? When shall we find the bay?

Now are the clouds like fiery shrouds; the sun, superbly large,

Slow as an oak to woodman's stroke sinks flaming at their marge.

The waves are bright with mirror'd light as jacinths on our way.

When shall the sandy bar be cross'd? When shall we find the bay?

The moon is high up in the sky, and now

no more we see

The spreading river's either bank, and surging distantly

There booms a sullen thunder as of breakers far away.

Now shall the sandy bar be cross'd, now shall we find the bay!

The seagull shrieks high overhead, and dimly to our sight

The moonlit crests of foaming waves gleam towering through the night. We'll steal upon the mermaid soon, and start her from her lay,

When once the sandy bar is cross'd, and we are in the bay.

What rises white and awful as a shroudenfolded ghost?

What roar of rampant tumult bursts in clangor on the coast?

Pull back! pull back! The raging flood sweeps every oar away. O stream, is this thy bar of sand? O boat, is this the bay?

THE LYRICAL POEM

PASSION the fathomless spring, and words the precipitate waters,

Rhythm the bank that binds these to their musical bed.

THE DIDACTIC POEM

SOULLESS, colorless strain, thy words are the words of wisdom.

Is not a mule a mule, bear he a burden of

gold?

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