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Felicia Dorothea Hemans (Фелиция Доротея Хеманз) Druid Chorus on the Landing of the Romans BY the dread and viewless powers, Whom the storms and seas obey, From the Dark Isle’s 1 mystic bowers, Romans! o’er the deep away! Think ye, ’t is but nature’s gloom O’er our shadowy coast which broods? By the altar and the tomb, Shun these haunted solitudes! Know ye Mona’s awful spells? She the rolling orbs can stay! She the mighty grave compels Back to yield its fettered prey! Fear ye not the lightning-stroke? Mark ye not the fiery sky? Hence!—around our central oak Gods are gathering,—Romans, fly! Felicia Dorothea Hemans's other poems:
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