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And 'Fear'st thou?' and 'Fear'st thou?'

And 'Seest thou?' and 'Hear'st thou?'

And 'Drive we not free

O'er the terrible sea,

      I and thou?'

One boat-cloak did cover

The loved and the lover—

Their blood beats one measure,

They murmur proud pleasure

      Soft and low;—

While around the lashed Ocean,

Like mountains in motion,

Is withdrawn and uplifted,

Sunk, shattered and shifted

      To and fro.