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Mary Darby Robinson - Sonnet XXXI: Far O`er the Waves
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Far o`er the waves my lofty Bark shall glide,
Love`s frequent sighs the flutt`ring sails shall swell,
While to my native home I bid farewell,
Hope`s snowy hand the burnis`d helm shall guide!
Triton`s shall sport admidst the yielding tide,
Myriads of Cupids round the prow shall dwell,
And Venus, thron`d within her opal shell,
Shall proudly o`er the glitt`ring billows ride!
Young Dolphins, dashing in the golden spray,
Shall with their scaly forms illume the deep
Ting`d with the purple flush of sinking day,
Whose flaming wreath shall crown the distant steep;
While on the breezy deck soft minstrels play,
And songs of love, the lover soothe to sleep!
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