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That quenched and hardened them, and now they standMotionless in the currents of the seaThat part and flow around them. As we went,We looked into the hollows of the abyss,To which the never-resting waters sweepThe skeletons of sharks, the long white spinesOf narwhale and of dolphin, bones of menShipwrecked, and mighty ribs of foundered barks.Down the blue pits we looked, and hastened on. "But beautiful the fountains of the seaSprang upward from its bed; the silvery jetsShot branching far into the azure brine,And where they mingled with it, the great deepQuivered and shook, as shakes the glimmering airAbove a furnace. So we wandered throughThe mighty world of waters, till, at length
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