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XIV.

With her two brothers this fair lady dwelt,

⁠Enriched from ancestral merchandize,
And for them many a weary hand did swelt
⁠In torched mines and noisy factories,
And many once proud-quiver'd loins did melt
⁠In blood from stinging whip;—with hollow eyes110
Many all day in dazzling river stood,
To take the rich-ored driftings of the flood.

XV.

For them the Ceylon diver held his breath,

⁠And went all naked to the hungry shark;
For them his ears gush'd blood; for them in death
⁠The seal on the cold ice with piteous bark
Lay full of darts; for them alone did seethe
⁠A thousand men in troubles wide and dark:
Half-ignorant, they turn'd an easy wheel,
That set sharp racks at work, to pinch and peel.120