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He answered not, for now he sawA swan come sailing strong,And by a silver chain she drewA little boat along.
To shore they came and to the boatFast leapt he with the child,And in leapt Margaret—breathless nowAnd pale with fear and wild.
With arching crest and swelling breastOn sail'd the stately swan,And lightly down the rapid tideThe little boat went on.
The full-orb'd moon that beam'd aroundPale splendor thro' the night,Cast through the crimson canopyA dim-discoloured light.
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