The look with which they looked on

me

Had never passed away.

An orphan's curse would drag to hell

A spirit from on high;

But oh! more horrible than that

Is the curse in a dead man's eye!

Seven days, seven nights, I saw that

curse,

And yet I could not die.

In his lone- The moving Moon went up the sky,

liness and

fixedness

he yearneth And nowhere did abide :

Softly she was going up,

And a star or two beside

towards the

journeying Moon, and the stars

that still sojourn, vet still move onward; and everywhere the blue sky belongs to hem, and is their appointed rest, and their native country and their own natural homes, which they enter unannounced, as lords that are certainly expected, and yet there is a silent joy at their arrival.

Her beams bemocked the sultry main,

Like April hoar-frost spread;

But where the ship's huge shadow

lay,

The charmed water burnt alway

A still and awful red.

Beyond the shadow of the ship,

I watched the water-snakes:

By the light of the moon he beholdeth God's creatures of

the great

They moved in tracks of shining white, calm.

And when they reared, the elfish light

Fell off in hoary flakes.

Within the shadow of the ship

I watched their rich attire:

Blue, glossy green, and velvet black,

They coiled and swam;

track

Was a flash of golden fire.

and every

Their beau-O happy living things! no tongue

ty and their

happiness.

Their beauty might declare:

A spring of love gushed from my

heart,