The Sea-King A metrical romance, in six cantos. With notes, historical and illustrative. By J. Stanyan Bigg |
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Then Orvar leapt upon th' apparent land;And, stretching out his helping hand,
He bade the Sea-King do the same.
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That on an ocean seemed to float,
When down the deep it shot, to darkness, whence it came,
Then Orvar with a look of majesty,
Thrice waved his wand athwart the airy sea,
When in a moment all was motion:
From east to west as far as eye might see,
The curling mist assumed a thousand forms,
Forms faint, and fragile, beautiful, and fair.
Spontaneous music shortly 'gan to rise,
As though proceeding from th' impassioned air,
Or stolen from the skies.
Orvar surveyed th' enraptured king with eyes
Laughing in latent joy; and cried “arise
And quickly follow me, those maids the feast prepare.”
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