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barks met on the deep mid-sea, When calms had stilled the tide; A few bright days of summer glee There found them side by side.

And voices of the fair and brave Rose mingling thence in mirth; And sweetly floated o'er the wave The melodies of earth.

Moonlight on that lone Indian main Cloudless and lovely slept;— While dancing step, and festive strain Each deck in triumph swept.