I wandered to a crude coast
Like a ghost;
Upon the hills I saw fires -
Seemingly - and heard breaking
Waves like distant cannonades that set the land shaking.
And so I never once guessed
Bowered and candle-lit, lay
In my way,
Till I found a hid hollow,
Where I burst on her my heart could not but follow.
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