The Sea-King A metrical romance, in six cantos. With notes, historical and illustrative. By J. Stanyan Bigg |
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XXI.
“Restrain thy rage,” at length the old man said,“O'er me thou hast no power;
But if thou hadst, and I had bled,
Mayhap had come the hour
When thou hadst known contrition; and felt shame
To blot thy yet-untarnished name
For smiting an old man!
One passage leads down to these vaults,
And one leads up above,
Yet are they not the same:
But if thou wouldst thy courage prove,
And win the maid thou feign'st to love
As well as deathless fame,
Then, Sea-King, follow me!
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