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ENOCH ARDEN.
And sent her sweetly by the golden isles,Till silent in her oriental haven.
 There Enoch traded for himself, and boughtQuaint monsters for the market of those times,A gilded dragon, also, for the babes.
 Less lucky her home-voyage: at first indeedThro’ many a fair sea-circle, day by day,Scarce-rocking, her full-busted figure-headStared o’er the ripple feathering from her bows:Then follow’d calms, and then winds variable,Then baffling, a long course of them; and lastStorm, such as drove her under moonless heavensTill hard upon the cry of ‘breakers’ cameThe crash of ruin, and the loss of allBut Enoch and two others. Half the night,Buoy’d upon floating tackle and broken spars,These drifted, stranding on an isle at mornRich, but the loneliest in a lonely sea.
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