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THE SEA-SERPENT. 
Jews, and Monks, and gay Paul Prys, Counts, 
Druids, Sybils, Lords, and Sprites, MedQras, 
Corsairs, Conrads, Brides, Auroras with their 
captive Knights, draw near. Mirth, love, and 
joy preside, as gathering in their pride they pour 
through lighted hall and corridor. O, bright 
are the hues of the high Alpine snows, when 
they flash back the sun from far up the mountain ! 
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Refreshing and cool is the blush of the rose that 
bends in its purity over the fountain ; warm are 
the blushes that mantle the cheek of the maid, 
as she curbs her palfrey’s proud prancing ; pure 
are the peafls that the sea-divers seek where the 
waves of the far Eastern ocean are glancing ; 
fair are the blossoms that brighten the trees, blue 
are the waters that sparkle beneath them ; sweet 
are the songs of the birds on the breeze ; bright 
gleam the sabres when heroes unsheathe them. 
So blushing, bright, fair, pure, gentle, and mild, 
came earth’s fairest flowers in throngs ; and the 
bloom of each cheek seemed to glow with new 
joy as it smiled, forgetful of sadness, care, sor- 
