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THE CARIB SEA But they never had known the kiss of man,

Nor had looked on the peopled main,

Nor heard of the old man Atlas,

Who holds the unknown seas,

And the golden fruit that is guarded well

By the young Hesperides.

IV

Who steers by Castle Island Light

May hear the seamen tell

How one, the mate, alone was saved

From the wreck of the "Claribel;"

And how for months he tarried

With the keeper on the isle,

And for each of the blue-eyed daughters

Had ever a word or a smile.

Between the two that loved him

He lightly made his choice, 150