The breaking waves dashed high On a stern and rock-bound coast, And the woods against a stormy sky Their giant branches tossed; And the heavy night hung dark The hills and waters o'er, When a band of exiles moored their bark On the wild New England shore. The Poetical Works of Mrs. Felicia Hemans: Complete in One Volume - Page 269 by Mrs. Hemans - 1836 - 444 pages Full view -
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