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In The Enchanted Tower

HE waves in thunderous menace break     Upon the rocks below my tower,     And none will dare the Sea-king's power And venture shipwreck for my sake.

Yet once,--my lamp a path of light     Across the darkling sea had cast--     I saw a sail; at last, at last,

It came towards me through the night.

My lamp had been the beacon set     To lead the ship through mist and foam,     The ship that came to take me home,

To that far land I half forget.

But since my tower is built so high,     And surf-robed rocks curl hid below,     I quenched my lamp--and, weeping low I saw my ship go safely by!

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Edith Nesbit

Edith Nesbit (married name Edith Bland; 15 August 1858 – 4 May 1924) was an English author and poet; she published her books for children under …

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