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ATLANTIS.
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XIII.
And, faint and soft, a rippling sound began
"Along the glowing corridors to steal:
Onward the ear-enchanting numbers ran,
Far-flowing, throbbing, swelling, peal on peal,
Till, music-whelmed, the floating sense did reel
"He hears!" the people shouted, all attent;
"The grateful god approves our holy zeal:
With affluent glory lo, he smiles assent;
And his exulting voice foretells the glad event!"

XIV.
Thereat the surge-like din to silence fell:
But snatched on brazen clarions burst anew;
While reed and light bandore with gentle swell,
Did softly beat and harsher strains subdue.
Their seaward ways did rapturous throngs pursue:
The foam of striving waters at their feet
One long and glittering thread of silver threw;
And viewless aëry spirits, wild and fleet,
All merrily and loud their wings began to beat.