The Sea-King A metrical romance, in six cantos. With notes, historical and illustrative. By J. Stanyan Bigg |
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For he was one of the tuneful train,And he would sing of beauty's power,
And that old man knew I ween right well
To wile away the weary hour
With many a wild and fervid strain.
And he could sing of magic spell,
And well he loved I ween to tell
The glorious deeds of arms;
And he could picture to the sight,
The bloody field, the fearful fight
With non-intrinsic charms.
Such power belongs alone to those
Whom genius favors with her woes.
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