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"Within the shadow of the ship
I watched their rich attire:


Blue, glossy green, and velvet black, They coiled and swam; and every track Was a flash of golden fire.

Their beauty and "O happy living things! no tongue

their happiness. «-.! . . . . .

I heir beauty might declare:

A spring of love gushed from my heart,


Hebiesseththem And I blessed them unaware:

in his heart. n , . . ,

bure my kind saint took pity on me,

And I blessed them unaware.

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