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(Nahant)
There was an evening when the sky was clear, / Ineffably translucent in its blue; / The tide was falling and the sea withdrew / In hushed and happy music from the sheer / Shadowy granite of the cliffs; and fear / Of what life may be, and what death can do, / Fell from us like steel armor, and we knew / The wisdom of the Law that holds us here.
It was as though we saw the Secret Will, / It was as though we floated and were free; / In the south-west a planet shone serenely, / And the high moon, most reticent and queenly, / Seeing the earth had darkened and grown still, / Misted with light the meadows of the sea.