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Still a low murmuring seem'd to rise
That iron cavern through—
Notes caught the warrior with surprise
Of language that he knew;
It was of Sicily—but ne'er
Such tones before did mortal hear;
Such voices ne'er his native tongue
To such a fearful descant sung.

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Long through th' untrodden maze he err'd,
Still, still that pæan wild he heard.