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ANNIVERSARY POEM.
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XII.For once in central caverns, dark and dread, Dwelt winged Æolus, when the earth was new; There all his sons and daughters voiceful grew,And shook with noise the mountains overhead: Till Saturn's son—the wave-controlling god— Vexed with their music, smote with cleaving rodThe rock, sea-shaken, and unleashed they fled.
XIII.How rushed they forth, alert and strong and free! With dancing feet to thrid the dark-arched woods; To plow the sands on desert solitudes;O'er drowsy plains to chase the flitting bee; Down dripping chasms the falling leaf to whirl; Cloud against cloud mid leaping flames to hurl;To beat, with forceful wings, the frothy sea:
XIV.But, back at last, in sudden joyful raids, They wheel into the caverns of their birth,
