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If you are my friend
Help leave
Or if you are my lover
Help I can be healed of you

Beside the idle summer sea,
And in the vacant summer days,
Light Love came fluting down the ways,
Where you were loitering with me

It keeps eternal whisperings
Desolate shores, and with its mighty
Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the
Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound

The sheets were frozen hard, and they cut the naked hand;
The decks were like a slide, where a seaman scarce could stand;
The wind was a nor'wester, blowing squally off the sea;
And cliffs and spouting breakers were the only things ...

ER the murmurous choral of dim
The constellations glow against the
Ethereal dusk, —forever fair, aloft,
Serene, while man climbs painfully from

When over the flowery, sharp pasture'sedge, unseen, the salt oceanlifts its form—chicory and daisiestied, released, seem hardly flowers alonebut color and the movement—or the shapeperhaps—of restlessness, whereasthe sea is circled and swayspeacefu...

I
LL in the wood that is dark and kind  But afar off tolls the main,
Afar, far off I hear the wind,  And the roving of the rain
The shade is dark as a palmer's hood,  The air with balm is bland:

I
LL in the sea that is wild and deep,  But afar in a shadow still,
I can see the trees that gather and sleep  In the wood upon the hill
The deeps are green as an emerald's face,  The caves are crystal calm,

The trawl of unquiet mind drops
Great lucid streamers bar the sky ahead(bifurcated banners at a tourney)light alchemizes the brass on the bridgeinto sallow gold now the short northernautumn day closes quickly the thin coast(of grey Norway is ...

Sunlight On The Sea[The Philosophy of a Feast]Make merry, comrades, eat and drink (The sunlight flickers on the sea),
The garlands gleam, the glasses clink,
The grape juice mantles fair and free,
The lamps are trimm'd, although the ...

Think of our blindness where the water burned
Are we so certain that those wings, returned And turning, we had half discerned Before our dazzled eyes had surely seen The bird aloft there, did not mean
— Our hearts so seized upon the sign...

These sea slugs -they just don't
Japanese