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Responsive he &quot; Pearl of my soul ! 

 &quot; Long since I left my sea-weed hole 



&quot; Hard by the Western shore. 

 &quot; Scarcely had Phoebus hid his head, 

 &quot; Nor yet her curtain Night had spread 



&quot; The face of nature o er ; 



&quot; Just as I rose above the tide, 

 &quot; PHOLAS, my rival, I espied, 



&quot; And closed in fiercest fight 

 &quot; Long was the struggle, thrice renewed ; 

 &quot; At length the monster fell subdued, 



&quot; And yielded to my might.&quot; 



&quot; And now, I hold thee to my heart 

 &quot; Thou dearest one ! no more to part ; 



&quot; Ah ! love me thus for ever ! 

 &quot; Thou silvery goddess ! hear our prayer, 

 &quot; Long grant us, free from ill and care, 



&quot; To live and love together.&quot; 



Bright shone fair Dian, as they told 

 The mysteries of their loves, and rolled, 

 In music murmuring 



