but it went far otherwise; for she was blithe and buxom,

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Its airy goal, haply some bower veils

but it went far otherwise; for she was blithe and buxom,

Those twilight eyes? Those eyes!- my spirit fails-

but it went far otherwise; for she was blithe and buxom,

Dear goddess, help! or the wide-gaping air

but it went far otherwise; for she was blithe and buxom,

Will gulph me- help!"- At this with madden'd stare,

And lifted hands, and trembling lips he stood;

Like old Deucalion mountain'd o'er the flood,

Or blind Orion hungry for the morn.

And, but from the deep cavern there was borne



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