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Off Cape Colonna
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Aloof they crown the foreland lone,
From aloft they loftier rise–
Fair columns, in the aureole rolled
From sunned Greek seas and skies.
They wax, sublimed to fancy’s view,
A god-like group against the blue.

Over much like gods! Serene they saw
The wolf-waves board the deck,
And headlong hull of Falconer,
And many a deadlier wreck.