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came, a maiden from the North, To dwell among a Southern race, And lovely Northern eyes looked forth In azure from her oval face.

Her hair was like the pale faint gold September's sun sheds o'er the land, And soft to touch and slim to hold The white perfection of her hand.

They loved her on that Southern shore: Tall fisher men and dark-haired boys Were fain to linger round her door With shells and kindred ocean toys.

Yet was their love restrained by fear, So still she was, so calm and pale, She seemed a star, remotely dear, No human love might dare assail.

Whilst in her chamber, small and bright With sea pinks and blue lavender, She wondered through the summer night Why love had never come to her.

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