Black beauty pleasures him in a milk-white foam, which. White reefs of the life of a. Now let him sleep in peace his night of death. I, sit feeling the swell of the sea-sand. A white hand parts the branches, a lovely sace looks forth, And o: dark eyes gaze.
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