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/ Ah me! I shall not waken soon / From dreams of such divinity! / A spirit singing 'neath the moon / To me.
/ Wild sea-spray driven of the storm / Is not so wildly white as she, / Who beckoned with a foam-white arm / To me.
/ With eyes dark green, and golden-green / Long locks that rippled drippingly, / Out of the green wave she did lean / To me.
/ And sang; till Earth and Heaven seemed / A far, forgotten memory, / And more than Heaven in her who gleamed / On me.
/ Sleep, sweeter than love's face or home; / And death's immutability; / And music of the plangent foam, / For me!
/ Sweep over her! with all thy ships, / With all thy stormy tides, O sea! -- / The memory of immortal lips / For me!