 | [Poems by Drake in] The life and works of Joseph Rodman Drake (1795-1820) |  |
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With sweeping tail and quivering fin,Through the wave the sturgeon flew,
And, like the heaven-shot javelin,
He sprung above the waters blue.
Instant as the star-fall light,
He plunged him in the deep again,
But left in shining silver bright,
The rainbow of the moony main.
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To see the puny goblin there;
He seemed an angel form of light,
With azure wing and sunny hair,
Throned on a cloud of purple fair,
Circled with blue and edged with white,
And sitting at the fall of even
Beneath the bow of summer heaven.
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