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Fasten your hair with a golden pin, / And bind up every wandering tress; / I bade my heart build these poor rhymes: / It worked at them, day out, day in, / Building a sorrowful loveliness / Out of the battles of old times.
You need but lift a pearl-pale hand, / And bind up your long hair and sigh; / And all men's hearts must burn and beat; / And candle-like foam on the dim sand, / And stars climbing the dew-dropping sky, / Live but to light your passing feet.