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 SOETS / XXV. COMPOSED ON 'IHE' 'EA-SHORE. 'Txs night; I sit me down upon the shore. Where uot an object meets my'baffled eye, Save the interminable sea and sky,. Nor sound salutes me, save the wave's'dull,roar. The soul, thrown back upon herself to pore, Is mystery. I.ask what--whence am I �� A pilgrim'destined to' eternity. A most strange feellug, never felt before, Arrests my breath, 'lis as the world were past, And I were left still here to muse alooe, A living statue on the lifeless waste, The heav'ns my tent--the earth my empty throne, Beyond time change hope--fear--joy--sorrowm cast Behind--a dark abyss; befora void unknown. ......... Google

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