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ODE ON THE DAY OF THE CORONATION
And night falls on an isle whose vassal seas
Remember not her prone regalities,
So withered from belief, so far and faint,
In such abjection before Time they lie,
Kingdoms and thrones forgotten of the sky,
Deira with her sea-face to the morn,
And Cumbria sunset-gazing; moist Divnaint,
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