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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
II. “Fate! seek me out some lake far off and lone”
By Henry Timrod (1828–1867)
FATE! seek me out some lake far off and lone,
  Shut in by wooded hills that steeply rise,
  And beautiful with blue, inverted skies,
Where not a breeze but comes with softened tone,
And if the waves awake, they only moan        5
  With a low, sullen music like the rills
  That have their home among those happy hills;
And let me find—there left by hands unknown—
  A bark with rifted sides, and threadbare sail,
Just strong enough to bear me from the shore,        10
But not to reach its tree-girt harbor more!
  O happy, happy rest! O world of wail!
How calmly I would tempt the peaceful deep,
And sink with smiling brow into the dreamless sleep!

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