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ATLANTIS.
PRELUDE.
I.
F earth's lost youth thou hast revived in dreams,
Hast set swift sails and moored in ports of yore,
Up shining channels traced forgotten streams
Enriched with lilies white from rim to core;
Thou needs must know that strange barbaric shore,
(Nathless unhistoried now and long submerged,)
Where Neptune's sons imperial sceptres bore;
Against whose sparkling borders, blossom-verged,
Their fleet, wave-climbing steeds, the gods of ocean urged.
Hast set swift sails and moored in ports of yore,
Up shining channels traced forgotten streams
Enriched with lilies white from rim to core;
Thou needs must know that strange barbaric shore,
(Nathless unhistoried now and long submerged,)
Where Neptune's sons imperial sceptres bore;
Against whose sparkling borders, blossom-verged,
Their fleet, wave-climbing steeds, the gods of ocean urged.