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 Each corse lay flat, lifeles and flat;
 * And by the Holy rood

A man all light, a seraph-man,
 * On every corse there stood.

This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand:
 * It was a heavenly sight:

They stood as signals to the land,
 * Each one a lovely light:

This seraph-band, each wav'd his hand,
 * No voice did they impart—

No voice; but O! the silence sank,
 * Like music on my heart.

Eftsones I heard the dash of oars,
 * I heard the pilot's cheer:

My head was turn'd perforce away
 * And I saw a boat appear.