Rowing, I reach'd a rock - the sea was low -
Which the tides cover in their overflow,
Marking the spot, when they have gurgled o'er,
With a thin floating veil of water hoar.
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wonderfully fresh and unobtrusive rhymes; wonderful word chords: dank rock; sensibly monosyllabic words.