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    The wind blew loud , the rain fell fast , The billows thunder'd on the strand , The billowy thunder shook the air , Aud flamed the lightning ' s brand : Far out to sea the cluster'd rocks Broke gloomily the foaming brine ; And on the farthest , lorn and pale And mad , stood Atheline .

    Upon its dark and fatal peak She stood , a doom'd and piteous thing I But these sad words were all she said— - " I ' ve lost my wedding-ring . "

    Over that rock the fast waves grew , Till fathoms under them it lay ; And no frail human thing could live Within their weltering way :

    But still , amid the roaring winds And thunder-rain , a voice did sing , In tones too sweet for mortal throat , " I ' ve lost my wedding-ring . " And oft—as say the legends old Which Time to fond Belief endears—As the sad night renew'd its date In the revolving years ,

    The mariners and wanderers Who sail'd that sea , or faced that strand , Heard those lorn words sung round the rocks ; And sigh'd from wave and land .

    And thus those . legendaries old Pursue their theme of misery : Years after , on that night of woe , When stars shone in the sky , " Sir Ethred and Calymna trod The beach in passion ' s twining mood ; And from each other ' s gazing drew A full beatitude :

    Till , on the very brink of bliss , Their hearts stoop'd to the quivering stream ) To slake that thirst unquenchable Which haunts this woridrouwj dream ;

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    > 14 The IVedding-lling .

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  • Monthly Repository (1806-1838) and Unitarian Chronicle (1832-1833), Jan. 2, 1837, page 14, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/mruc/issues/vm2-ncseproduct1827/page/14/