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12 Soaring with aërial motion On the surges of the ocean. Bird of lofty pinion, fed On the fishes of the sea, Wilt thou not disdain or dread Hence to learn a rhapsody— Rhymes of praise to her whose dart Ever rankles in my heart? Wilt thou (lily of the sea!) Draw near, hand-in-hand with me, To the beauteous maiden’s home; (Nun that dwellest in the foam!) With thy glossy figure climb Round her castle’s walls sublime. Soon the girl of virgin hue, On those tow’rs will meet thy view. Tell her ev’ry rapt’rous word Thou of her from me hast heard: Court her glance—be polished—wise, When on thee she turns her eyes: Say her poet loves her more Than bard ever lov’d before; That a maid so pure and bright By Taliesin ne’er was sung, Nor wild Merddin’s flatt’ring tongue. Sea-gull, if she meets thy sight, Tell her that I must resign Life, if she will not be mine:— With unequalled pangs I pine!