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And
lost
he
wandered
under
leaves
,
And
where
the
Elven-river
rolled
He
walked
alone
and
sorrowing
.
He
peered
between
the
hemlock-leaves
And
saw
in
wonder
flowers
of
gold
Upon
her
mantle
and
her
sleeves
,
And
her
hair
like
shadow
following
.
Enchantment
healed
his
weary
feet
That
over
hills
were
doomed
to
roam
;
And
forth
he
hastened
,
strong
and
fleet
,
