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Sea and sand and here our small home's place is / Where the low suns flush the warm wide land / Golden flooding, till the whole world's face is / Sea and Sand.
Far beyond our horizons, expand / Happy bays -- they say: but the wave's race is / _Toward_ our love-bound island, tempest-banned. / Here for you and me the season's grace is, / Here the heart's response, the touch of hand / Make love's universe, and Heaven's embrace is / Sea and Sand.