Eliot, Samuel, 1821-1898 · Boston : [J. Wilson & Son, University Press] · leaf 283
hern lightsWith their rushing splendors fly, Like living things with flaming wings,Wide oer the wondrous sky. I long to see those icebergs vast,With heads all crowned with snow, Whose green roots sleep in the awful deep,Two hundred fathoms low. I long to hear tiie thundering crash Of their terrific… … There may \vc IrcaU i>n dcpilThat the liairy mammoth liidc ; Perfect as when, in times of old.The mighty creature died. im:^: And while the unsctting sun shines on j ^-Through the still heavens deep blue, Well traverse the azure waves, the IukKOf the dread sea-horse to view. ^ i^ ■»< :_>
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