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ATLANTIS.
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Their half-furled wings yet tremulous with flight;
Their rose-like cheeks aflush with nectarous wine,
Their locks afloat on aëry billows bright;
While mossy couches soft to rest invite,
By rills, whose brinks with crystal overflow,
Their love celestial shall the land requite,
Bid vaunting Death the beauteous clime forego,
And on its blooming race immortal life bestow.
Their rose-like cheeks aflush with nectarous wine,
Their locks afloat on aëry billows bright;
While mossy couches soft to rest invite,
By rills, whose brinks with crystal overflow,
Their love celestial shall the land requite,
Bid vaunting Death the beauteous clime forego,
And on its blooming race immortal life bestow.
XIX.
"And there shall be no darkness of despair,
No voice of wailing grief, no briny tear;
The flower, to-day half-budded, shall be fair
To-morrow, nor to-morrow disappear;
The strain melodious, willing ears shall hear
Unsated day by day; the laughing eye
Shall lose no light, though fleet year follow year;
There shall no beauty fade, no friendship die,
And ever sweetly kind shall Love to Love reply."
"And there shall be no darkness of despair,
No voice of wailing grief, no briny tear;
The flower, to-day half-budded, shall be fair
To-morrow, nor to-morrow disappear;
The strain melodious, willing ears shall hear
Unsated day by day; the laughing eye
Shall lose no light, though fleet year follow year;
There shall no beauty fade, no friendship die,
And ever sweetly kind shall Love to Love reply."
