Through the sad heart of Ruth59 when sick for home
She stood in tears amid the alien corn;
The same that oft-times60 hath61
Charm’d magic casement62 opening on the foam
Of perilous63 seas in faery lands64 forlorn65.
Forlorn66! the very word is like a bell
To toll67 me back from thee to my sole self68!
Adieu69! the fancy cannot cheat so well
As she is famed to do deceiving elf.
Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem7fades
Past the near meadows over the still stream
Up the hill-side75; and now 'tis buried76 deep
In the next valley-glades:
Was is a vision or a waking dream?
Fled is that music -- Do I wake or sleep?
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