With the sun for God's high-priest.
Came a darkness o'er the waters,
Angrier grew the stormy waves,
And they swept her out to Ocean,
To the noblest of all graves.
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Nobler grave is none for mortal,
Shrined chapel, solemn tomb,
Stately crypt, nor peaceful churchyard
Where th' idle wanderers come.
But beneath the mighty ocean,
White caps gravestones o'er her head,
Sleeping in unrivalled glory,
Rests this princess of the dead.
Round about are noble heroes,
Warriors bold, who knew not fear,
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