The raven, too, who plunged his head in spray,

As if to anticipate the coming rain,

And trod the margin with unsteady gait.

But if the cause demands, behold me thine.

Either we reach the bidden shore, or else

Storm and the deep forbid -- we can no more."

Thus said he loosed the boat and raised the sail.

No sooner done than stars were seen to fall

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