“Restless I grew, and every place forsook,

And still upon the seas I bent my look.

Farewell forever! Farewell, land! I said;

And plunged amidst the waves my sinking head.

The gentle powers, who that low empire keep,

Received me as a brother of the deep;

To Tethys, and to Ocean old, they pray

To purge my mortal earthy parts away.”

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