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ANNIVERSARY POEM.
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XII.
For once in central caverns, dark and dread,
Dwelt winged Æolus, when the earth was new;
There all his sons and daughters voiceful grew,
And shook with noise the mountains overhead:
Till Saturn's son—the wave-controlling god—
Vexed with their music, smote with cleaving rod
The rock, sea-shaken, and unleashed they fled.
For once in central caverns, dark and dread,
Dwelt winged Æolus, when the earth was new;
There all his sons and daughters voiceful grew,
And shook with noise the mountains overhead:
Till Saturn's son—the wave-controlling god—
Vexed with their music, smote with cleaving rod
The rock, sea-shaken, and unleashed they fled.
XIII.
How rushed they forth, alert and strong and free!
With dancing feet to thrid the dark-arched woods;
To plow the sands on desert solitudes;
O'er drowsy plains to chase the flitting bee;
Down dripping chasms the falling leaf to whirl;
Cloud against cloud mid leaping flames to hurl;
To beat, with forceful wings, the frothy sea:
How rushed they forth, alert and strong and free!
With dancing feet to thrid the dark-arched woods;
To plow the sands on desert solitudes;
O'er drowsy plains to chase the flitting bee;
Down dripping chasms the falling leaf to whirl;
Cloud against cloud mid leaping flames to hurl;
To beat, with forceful wings, the frothy sea:
XIV.
But, back at last, in sudden joyful raids,
They wheel into the caverns of their birth,
But, back at last, in sudden joyful raids,
They wheel into the caverns of their birth,
