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The beasts that roam over the plain My form with indifference see; They are so unacquainted with man, Their tameness is shocking to me. THE BEASTS THAT ROAM O'ER THE PLAIN MY FORM WITH INDIFFERENCE SEE THEY ARE SO UNACQUAINTED WITH MAN THEIR TAMENESS IS SHOCKING TO ME
 past, But as they reached its shore, The Almighty's breath spoke out in death, And the ammonite was no more. So the nautilus now in its shelly prow, As over the deep it strays, Still seems to seek, in bay and creek, Its companion of other days. And alike do we, on life's stormy sea, As we roam from shore to shore, Thus tempest-tossed, seek the loved, the lost, And find them on earth no more. Yet the hope how sweet, again to meet, As we look to a distant strand, Where heart meets heart, and no more they part Who meet in that better land. Anonymous. The Solitude of Alexander Selkirk. I am monarch of all I survey, My right there is none to dispute, From the center all round to the sea, I am lord of the fowl and the brute. O Solitude! where are the charms That sages have seen in thy face? Better dwell in the midst of alarms Than reign in this horrible place. I am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Never hear the sweet music of speech,— I start at the sound of my own.  POEM NUMBER TWO OF GEMS OF POETRY FOR GIRLS AND BOYS BY UNKNOWN THIS LIVER BOX OR ACCORDINGS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN POEM NUMBER TWO ALEXANDER FELKIRK BETTER DWELL IN MIDST OF ALARM THAN REIGN IN THIS HORRIBLE PLACE I AM OUT OF HUMANITY'S REACH I MUST FINISH MY JOURNEY ALONE NEVER HEARD THE SWEET MUSIC OF SPEECH I START AT THE SOUND OF MY OWN
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