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INTERPRETED.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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INTERPRETED.

Lo, eastward o'er the billows white,
Faint-smiling wakes the Child of Night
From dreams all rosy with delight:—
What means, O Sea, thy moaning?
Full noon: and o'er a cloudless sky
Soft winnowings of fragrance fly:
In all the land no shadows lie:—
What means, O Sea, thy moaning?
Far westward, o'er a dying glow,
Long funeral waves of darkness flow:
Ah, well-a-day! too late I know
What means, O Sea, thy moaning!