In the world, but in the heart
Detached; care-lightened.
As lovers of old; as gods!
Wave-blown; face-brightened.
Up here; whose clear-panelled views
Swathed, columnated, round
Of flames on stems, morn to eve
Hummingbird's, hawkmoth's port
Lounging, feasting, are we found:
Poseidon; his consort.
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