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Rh At home a deeper thought may light

The inward sky with chrysolite,

And I greet from far the ray,

Aurora of a dearer day.

But if upon the seas I sail,

Or trundle on the glowing rail,

I am but a thought of hers,

Loveliest of travellers.

So the gentle poet's name

To foreign parts is blown by fame;

Seek him in his native town,

He is hidden and unknown.