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‘Bright and strange One, where wert found?
(Sleep! while Banva sings)
From caves and waves of the fishful sea,
From swell and knell of the rolling tide
(Slumber! while we sing to thee),
Borne forlorn to our fortress-mound
(Sleep! while Banva sings).
Fairest maiden, sea-blue-eyed,
Sea-shell-tinted, thy unbound
And wavy-flowing hair is dried
And comb'd away on either side
(While Banva sings, and Derdra sings),
Down from smoothly pillow'd head;
Safe art thou on shadowy bed;
Sleep now—safe art thou
In the Dūn of Kings.’