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8 I know the secrets of a land

Where human foot did never stray;

Fair is the land as evening skies,

And cool,—though in the depth it lies

Of burning Africa.

Or we'll into the realm of Faery,

Among the lovely shades of things;

The shadowy forms of mountains bare,

And streams, and bowers, and ladies fair;

The shades of palaces and kings!

Or, if you thirst with hardy zeal

Less quiet regions to explore,

Prompt voyage shall to you reveal

How earth and heaven are taught to feel

The might of magic lore!"