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On His Dead Sea-Mew (From The Greek)
Andrew Lang
I Bird of the graces, dear sea-mew, whose note Was like the halcyon’s song, In death thy wings and thy sweet spirit float Still paths of the night along! II The Sailor’s Grave Tomb of a shipwrecked seafarer am I, But thou, sail on! For homeward safe did other vessels fly, Though we were gone.
