And deep-asleep he seem'd, yet all awake

and rave On alien shores; and if his fellow spake, His voice was thin, as voices from the grave; And deep-asleep he seemd, yet all awake, 35 And music in his ears his beating heart did make. They sat them down upon the yellow sand, Between the sun and moon upon the shore; And sweet it was to dream of Fatherland, Of child, and wife, and slave; but evermore 40 Most weary seemd the sea, weary the oar, Weary the wandering fields of barren foam. Then some one said, We will return no more; And ...
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