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A SIMILE.
A throned queen, listening the musical loveOf thronging multitudes, resembleth thee
Seated upon the waters, and above
Bearing thy bold brow, beautiful and free,
While at thy sovereign feet the subject Sea
Rolls—and vast multitudes of vocal waves,
With such strange din as Love and Liberty
Send from the wild hearts of new-franchised slaves,
Salute thy ear, and echo, Albion! through thy caves.
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