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I WANDERED to a crude coast / Like a ghost; / Upon the hills I saw fires- / Funeral pyres / Seemingly-and heard breaking / Waves like distant cannonades that set the land shaking.
And so I never once guessed / A Love-nest, / Bowered and candle-lit, lay / In my way, / Till I found a hid hollow, / Where I burst on her my heart could not but follow.