Sailest the placid ocean-plains With my lost Arthur’s loved remains, Spread thy full wings, and waft him o’er. So
draw him home to those that mourn
All
night no ruder air perplex
Sphere
all your lights around, above;
My
Arthur, whom I shall not see
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