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And fast—and fast, with motion deft,
The bounding waves the vessel cleft;
And whilst it kept its rapid path,
They wail'd around it, as in wrath
That thing so slight, from coast to coast,
Should dare to brave their mingled host.
It flew, as it had wings and life
To bear it thro' the billows strife,—
And dash'd away along their foam,
As anxious to its bourn to come.

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It flies—it flies: the Lovers reach
The happy Island's tranquil beach
And quit the vessel, which again
Glides swiftly o'er the weltering main:—
It bounds away, all life and light,
With speed of unimagin'd might;
The Lovers watch its rapid course
Along the murmuring waters hoarse,
Until it gains its native spray,
And, in the distance, fades away.