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"Ye winds! when like a curse ye drove us on,
Frothing the waters, and along our way,

Nor cape, nor headland, through red mornings shone,
One wept aloud, one shuddered down to pray,
One howled, Upon the deep we are astray.'
On our wild hearts, his words fell like a blight;
In one short hour my hair was stricken gray,
11 the crew sank ghastly in my sight

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There was a cry of joy; with seeking hands
She fled to him, like worn bird to her nest;
Like washing water on the figured sands,
His being came and went in sweet unrest,
As from the mighty shelter of his breast
The Lady Barbara her head uprears
With a wan smile, "Methinks I'm but half blest;
Now when I've found thee, after weary years,

ot see thee love! so blind I am with tears."

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