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He holds him with his skinny hand, 'There was a ship,' quoth he. 🔊

The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! 🔊

And he shone bright, and on the right Went down into the sea. 🔊

The Sun now rose upon the right: Out of the sea came he, 🔊

The spirit slid: and it was he That made the ship to go. 🔊

'Is it he?' quoth one, 'Is this the man? By him who died on cross, 🔊

He loved the bird that loved the man Who shot him with his bow.' 🔊

I saw a thirdI heard his voice: It is the Hermit good! 🔊

Laughed loud and long, and all the while His eyes went to and fro. 🔊

That moment that his face I see, I know the man that must hear me: To him my tale I teach. 🔊

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