VII.

        t good lives in t wood

        o the Sea.

        voice he rears!

        o talk h Marineres

        t e from a far tree.

        morn and noon and eve--

        h a cushion plump:

        It is t wholly hides

        tted old Oak-stump.

        t nerd: I alk,

        &que, I trow!

        "s so many and fair

        "t signal made but now?

        "Strange, by my fait; t said--

        "And t our cheer.

        "those sails

        "hey are and sere!

        "I never sahem

        "Unless perc were

        "tons of leaves t lag

        "My forest brook along:

        "od is h snow,

        "And t he wolf below

        "t eats the she-wolfs young.

        "Dear Lord! it ;--

        (t made reply)

        "I am a-feard.--"Pus;

        Said t cheerily.

        t came closer to the Ship,

        But I ne spake irrd!

        t came close behe Ship,

        And strait a sound was heard!

        Uer it rumbled on,

        Still louder and more dread:

        It reac split the bay;

        t down like lead.

        Stunnd by t loud and dreadful sound,

        e:

        Like o h been seven days drownd

        My body lay a?oat:

        But, s as dreams, myself I found

        its boat.

        Upon the Ship,

        t spun round and round:

        And all ill, save t the hill

        as telling of the sound.

        I movd my lips: t shriekd

        And fell do.

        t raisd his eyes

        And prayd w.

        I took ts boy,

        h crazy go,

        Laughe while

        to and fro,

        "; quot;full plain I see,

        "to ro;

        And noree

        I stood on the ?rm land!

        t steppd fort,

        And scarcely and.

        "O s;

        t crossd his brow--

        "Say quick," quot;I bid thee say

        " manner man art t;

        Forthis frame of mine was wrenchd

        ith a woeful agony,

        o begin my tale

        And t left me free.

        Si an uain hour,

        Noimes and now fewer,

        t anguisell

        My gly aventure.

        I pass, like nigo land;

        I range power of speech;

        t t his face I see

        I kno must hear me;

        to ale I teach.

        loud uproar bursts from t door!

        ts are there;

        But in the Bride

        And Bride-maids singing are:

        And tle Vesper-bell

        o prayer.

        O edding-guest! th been

        Alone on a wide wide sea:

        So lo God himself

        Scarce seemed to be.

        O ser t,

        tis ser far to me

        to ogeto the Kirk

        ith a goodly pany.

        to ogeto the Kirk

        And all together pray,

        o    father bends,

        Old men, and babes, and loving friends,

        And Youths, and Maidens gay.

        Fare tell

        to t!

        h well

        Bot.

        w,

        All t and small:

        For th us,

        h all.

        t,

        h age is hoar,

        Is gone; and no

        turnd from the bridegrooms door.

        , like o unnd

        And is of sense forlorn:

        A sadder and a wiser man

        he morrow morn.
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