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 AS to a Nymph in the ripple-ribbed body of ocean,
 1     Dowr, down thro' vast stories of water, a hiss and de-
 Electrify altitudts orbed,-pulses violent motion [vour
 Of Thunder, who treads the brute neck of the seas in
    his power,
Till their spine writhes lumped into waves,-the Nymph
    in her bower,
Rubbing moist sleep from her eyes, arises,-
         Loosens the loops of her locks,
Loosens, and suddenly darts on the storm and surprises
        The boisterous bands of the rocks,
That hoot to the the riddling arrows of rain and of seas,
         Mountainous these;-
         Swirling and whirling,
She of the huge exultation beheld, with long tresses,
Dotted with bells of the hollow, hard foam, flung stream-
    ing,
Dives, bounds to ':he whirlwind embracing; then mock-
    ingly presses
Hair to wild face and wild throat, drifts desolate dream-
    ing;