The Sea-King A metrical romance, in six cantos. With notes, historical and illustrative. By J. Stanyan Bigg |
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LXI.
Here ended then the old man's lengthened song,And round him still was grouped, that listening throng.
But she, whom it had interested most,
Seemed in a maze of recollections lost.
Nor knew she that the wondrous tale was done,
Till the old man prepared to haste away:
And pointing to the rising orient sun,
He cried “lo! yonder mounts the source of day;
And ere two daily rounds he shall have run,
The finish of my tale ye all shall know,
Joy often ends what sorrow has begun;
As past events, and coming time will show.”
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