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 A mocking, icy, inhuman note. One instant flashed that crystal breast, Leaned, and was gone. Dead-still the boat: And the deep dark at rest. Flits moth to flower. A water-rat Noses the placid ripple. And lo! Streams a lost meteor. Night is late. And daybreak zephyrs flow. . . . And he—the cheated? Dusk till morn, Insensate, even of hope forsook, He muttering squats, aloof, forlorn, Dangling a baitless hook.