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ENOCH ARDEN.
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The sunrise broken into scarlet shaftsAmong the palms and ferns and precipices;The blaze upon the waters to the east;The blaze upon his island overhead;The blaze upon the waters to the west;Then the great stars that globed themselves in Heaven,The hollower-bellowing ocean, and againThe scarlet shafts of sunrise—but no sail.
 There often as he watch’d or seem’d to watch,So still, the golden lizard on him paused,A phantom made of many phantoms movedBefore him haunting him, or he himselfMoved haunting people, things and places, knownFar in a darker isle beyond the line;The babes, their babble, Annie, the small house,The climbing street, the mill, the leafy lanes,The peacock-yewtree and the lonely Hall,The horse he drove, the boat he sold, the chillNovember dawns and dewy-glooming downs,
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