THE MINERS.
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“To us our Queen, who in the central earth, Midst fiery lavas or basaltine seas, Deep-throned the illimitable waste enjoys, Enormous solitude, has given these Her subterraneous realms; bids us dwell here, In the abyss of darkness, and exert Immortal alchymy. “Each devious cleft, each secret cell explore, And from its fissures draw the ductile ore.” The Mine: a Dramatic Poem—John Sargent.