ALONE wild isle stands out at sea;
Its jagged rocks are flecked with spray,
And huge waves beat incessantly;
The fog-clouds never drift away;
While low and sad the sea-gulls soar,
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And break the ocean's sullen roar.
No other sounds the long year through; -
Deserted now the island stands;
Still deeper grows its leaden hue,
Still fewer are its shelving sands;
Yet wintry storms it proudly mocks,
High tower up its gloomy rocks.
Now years ago, as legends run,
A noble vessel sailed away.
The sky was clear; an autumn sun
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