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...expostulation with the deaf and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor, Now — now to sit or never,...outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air ! Yet the oar it fuUy knows, By the twanging, And the clanging, How the danger ebbs and flows ; Yet the ear distinctly...

...and frantic fire, Leaping higher, higher, higher, with a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavour, now, now to sit, or never, By the side of the pale-faced...horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air ! MRS. HEMANS'S poetry has been compared to a cathedral chant — deep, solemn, and impressive ; entrancing...

...and frantic fire. Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavour, Now — now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced...clang, and clash, and roar ! What a horror they outpour OH the bosom of the palpitating air ! Yet the ear it fully knows, By the twanging, And the clanging,...

...expostulation wifli the deaf and frantic fire Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor, Now — now to sit or never,...tells Of despair ! How they clang, and clash, and roar I What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air ! Yet the air, it fully knows, By...

...frantic fire Leaping higher, higher, higher, With a desperate desire, And a resolute endeavor, Now—now to sit or never, By the side of the pale-faced moon....bells, bells, bells! What a tale their terror tells Out of tune, How they clang, and clash, and roar ! What a horror they outpour Of despair ! On the bosom...

...night How they scream out their affright ! Too much horrified to speak, They can only shriek, shriek, X Oh, the bells, bells, bells ! What a tale their terror tells Of despair ! How they clung, and clash, and roar ! What a horror they outpour On the bosom of the palpitating air ! Yet the...