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...the к« of life enlsl'd, With echoing straits between ui thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone: The islands feel the enclasping flow. And tlitn their endless bounds they know. 44 But when the moon their hollows lights, And they ore swept...

...the sea of life enisl'd, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone. The islands feel the...shore to shore Across the sounds and channels pour; Is to their farthest caverns sent; • Oh, then a longing like despair, —For surely once, they feel,...

...the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone. The islands feel the...enclasping flow, And then their endless bounds they know. .... A God, a God their severance ruled ; And bade betwixt their shores to be The unplumb'd, salt,...

...the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone. The islands feel the...enclasping flow, And then their endless bounds they know. .... A God, a God their severance ruled ; And bade betwixt their shores to be The unplumb'd, salt,...

...the sea of life enisl'd, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless waters wild, We mortal millions live alone. The islands feel the...enclasping flow, And then their endless bounds they know." It is another and more delicate version of Jean Inflow's " Divided." No one could have written either...

...the sea of life enisled. With echoing straits between us thrown. Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone. The islands feel the...longing like despair Is to their farthest caverns sent. In these lines one of the truest elegiac poets has touched the very heart of the mystery ; for the...

...the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone. The islands feel the...flow, And then their endless bounds they know.' But does it not leave the impression that to the poet the soul's instinctive longing for solitude was the...

...the sea of life enisled, With echoing straits between us thrown, Dotting the shoreless watery wild, We mortal millions live alone. The islands feel the...endless bounds they know. But when the moon their billows lights, And they are swept by balms of spring, And in their glens, on starry nights, The nightingales...