Poised between me, light, time, eternity,

So tinged with all, that in its delicate brain

Kindling it as a lamp with her bright wings

Day-long, night-long, young Ariel sits and sings

Echoing the lucid sea,

Listening it echo her own unearthly strain,

Watching through lucid walls the world's rich tide,

One light, one substance with her own, rise and subside.

VII

And over soft brown woods, limpid, serene,

Puffing its fans the Nautilus went its way,

And from a hundred salt and weedy shelves

Peered little hornèd faces of sea-elves:

The prawn darted, half-seen,

Thro' watery sunlight, like a pale green ray,

And all around, from soft green waving bowers,

Creatures like fruit out-crept from fluted shells like flowers.

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VIII

And, over all, that glowing mirror spread

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