With her two brothers this fair lady dwelt,
Enriched from ancestral merchandize,
And for them many a weary hand did swelt
In torched mines and noisy factories,
And many once proud-quiver'd loins did melt
In blood from stinging whip;- with hollow eyes
Many all day in dazzling river stood,
To take the rich-ored driftings of the flood.
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