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Who loved and looked their sense to death on thee;
Who taught thy lips imperishable things,
And in thine ears outsang thy singing sea;
Who made thy foot firm on the necks of kings
And thy soul somewhile steadfast-woe are we
It was but for a while, and all the strings
Were broken of thy spirit; yet had he
Set to such tunes and c