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IN PERU.

Whose tale is in oblivion hushed;

And, leaping forward eagerly,

He strove to reach the tempting prize,

When, lo! the stone beneath his eyes

Sank in a yawning cavern wide,

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Whose ragged walls were torn apart

In last night's dread catastrophe;

And down his feet went suddenly,

And through the crevice swift he fell,

Thinking with horror to be hurled

To central regions of the world;

But soon his rapid course was stayed

By solid rock, and, half afraid,

He oped his eyes, and tried to move.

The sunlight through the crack above

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