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 She passes. And the indifferent world resumes Its ancient semblance, and its own device. Voiceless once more, unpeopled and alone, One vast monotony magnificent, The air, the sea, and the infinite sky Are all—The heart-throbs and the busy minds Are gone, and wordless comes the wind, the light No longer sees itself in human eyes, Nor watch of man is set upon this world.

Nevertheless, it lives, and has its being. The wind blows on, the sky presides, the sea Her ageless journeying round the earth pursues, And onward all the untrodden currents flow. Man come or gone, ’tis equal. Nature still Remains, and still the stable elements Fill their inherent office. Sweet with salt The free air wanders o’er the wandering waves, Bright shines the sun upon the shipless sea.