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XIV.
HARBOR BY MOONLIGHT.
The open sea before me, bathed in light,As if it knew no tempest; the near shore
Crown'd with its fortresses, all green and bright,
As if 'twere safe from carnage ever more;
And woman on the ramparts; while below
Girlhood, and thoughtless children bound and play
As if their hearts, in one long holiday,
Had sweet assurance 'gainst to-morrow's wo:—
Afar, the queenly city, with her spires,
Articulate, in the moonlight,—that above,
Seems to look downward with intenser fires,
As wrapt in fancies near akin to love;
One star attends her which she cannot chide,
Meek as the virgin by the matron's side.
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