Song on the Water As mad sexton's bell, tolling For earth's loveliest daughter Night's dumbness breaks rolling Ghostily: So our boat breaks the water Witchingly. As her look the dream troubles Of her tearful-eyed lover, So our sails in the bubbles Ghostily Are mirrored, and hover Moonily. |
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