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SIR ROSWAL.
1.
The night is dead; The East grows red; On holm and head
The larks sing free.
“Up, up, sir Knight; The world is white; The bark is dight,
“To sail the sea.”
The larks sing free.
“Up, up, sir Knight; The world is white; The bark is dight,
“To sail the sea.”
Sir Roswal woke; On elm and oak In glory broke
The morning sun.
He heard the bird; The voice he heard, The warning word,
But saw no one.
The morning sun.
He heard the bird; The voice he heard, The warning word,
But saw no one.
But, in the bay, Whereo'er, to play With newborn Day,
The ripples flocked,
Upon the tide, With sail set wide, But none to guide,
A shallop rocked.
The ripples flocked,
Upon the tide, With sail set wide, But none to guide,
A shallop rocked.
The breeze blew straight From Dawn elate, From th'Eastern Gate
And day begun;
And nought in sight But the line of light, That led outright
To the westering sun.
And day begun;
And nought in sight But the line of light, That led outright
To the westering sun.
He saw the line, The fresh sun's shine, That lay for sign
Upon the blue.
The lands of rest, Beyond the West, It showed; his quest
He saw and knew.
Upon the blue.
The lands of rest, Beyond the West, It showed; his quest
He saw and knew.
2.
The blithe breeze bellied the canvas wet;
He sprang to the rudder and sail he set,
To fare, in the wake of the westering beams,
Over the seas, to the Land of Dreams.
He sprang to the rudder and sail he set,
To fare, in the wake of the westering beams,
Over the seas, to the Land of Dreams.
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Over the seas in the wakening sun,
Over the seas in the heavy noon,
Over the seas, when the day is done,
Over the seas, in the flooding moon;
Over the seas in the heavy noon,
Over the seas, when the day is done,
Over the seas, in the flooding moon;
Over the seas to the world of the West,
Over the seas to the gates of gold!
The things which he bore for the wroughten quest
He hath forgotten. The tale is told.
Over the seas to the gates of gold!
The things which he bore for the wroughten quest
He hath forgotten. The tale is told.
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