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He 's on the beach; but stops not there;
He 's on the sea,—that dreadful Horse!
Lee flings and writhes in wild despair.
In vain! The Spirit-Corse
Holds him by fearful spell;—he cannot leap:
Within that horrid light he rides the deep.
He 's on the sea,—that dreadful Horse!
Lee flings and writhes in wild despair.
In vain! The Spirit-Corse
Holds him by fearful spell;—he cannot leap:
Within that horrid light he rides the deep.
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