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Is thy face like thy mothers, my fair child! ADA! sole daughter of my house and heart?[276] When last I saw thy young blue eyes they smiled, And then we parted,--not as now we part, But with a hope.-- Awaking with a start, The waters heave around me; and on high The winds lift up their voices: I depart, Whither I know not; but the hour's gone by, When Albion's lessening shores could grieve or glad mine eye.[gh]