----- 从赫拉特到希瓦,莫斯科和圣彼得堡的旅程的叙述
Old ocean wreathes his brow in smiles, To bless, to welcome thee. Throughout each palace crystalline, Each far-resounding dome, With ocean-pearls the Naiads twine Their sea-green locks — they come; They come, light dancing o'er the Deep.
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