AS one who, seated on a rocky shore,
Sees, out beyond the landward breakers' roar,
Some white-sailed skiff upon the summer sea, -
So, from this barren, rocky isle, my life,
Thy vision seems most fair, though waves of strife
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And circumstance make war 'twixt thee and me.
Give but the word; I will obey thy call,
I will leap in, and overcome them all,
And, fair or adverse, Fate, will cross to thee!
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