The breath whose might I have invoked in song
Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven,
Far from the shore, far from the throng
Whose sails were never to the tempest given;
The massy earth and sphered skies are riven!
Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven,
Far from the shore, far from the throng
Whose sails were never to the tempest given;
The massy earth and sphered skies are riven!
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