The Sea-King A metrical romance, in six cantos. With notes, historical and illustrative. By J. Stanyan Bigg |
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And still the traveller his way pursued,Approaching nearer to the shore;
Which in a small cape bending
Revealed the waters nearer than before,—
And still he heard the ceaseless roar
Of the winds and waves, while from a cliff decending.
Nearer, and nearer still he drew,
Until the welcome spot
Burst full upon his view.
It was a lovely little grot,
A wild fantastick cave,
Round which the winds and waters rave.
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Which filled the basement of the cell,—
That might have answered well,
As a home or a shell
Where the sea nymphs might revel, and happily dwell.
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