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My heart was like a bird and took to flight, / Around the rigging circling joyously; / The ship rolled on beneath a cloudless sky / Like a great angel drunken with the light.
"What is yon isle, sad and funereal? " / "Cythera famed in deathless song," said they, / "The gay old bachelors' Eldorado-Nay, / Look! 'tis a poor bare country after all!"