![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() I struck and struck again,Ģ5And growing still in stature the grim shapeĢ6Towered up between me and the stars, and still,Ģ7For so it seemed, with purpose of its ownĢ8And measured motion like a living thing,Ģ9Strode after me. But now, like one who rows,ġ2Proud of his skill, to reach a chosen pointġ3With an unswerving line, I fixed my viewġ5The horizon's utmost boundary far aboveġ6Was nothing but the stars and the grey sky.ġ9And, as I rose upon the stroke, my boatĢ0Went heaving through the water like a swan Ģ1When, from behind that craggy steep till thenĢ2The horizon's bound, a huge peak, black and huge,Ģ4Upreared its head. It was an act of stealthĦAnd troubled pleasure, nor without the voiceĨLeaving behind her still, on either side,ĩSmall circles glittering idly in the moon,ġ1Of sparkling light. 4Straight I unloosed her chain, and stepping inĥPushed from the shore. ![]()
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