I looked I looked into the seas
From the giddying height
Of rocks down falling to the seas:
And speechless the moon shone
Without a word.
And in this din of silence I
A candle lit to see
The wild and eerie motions of it
While the winds moved
Across that sordid plain at night
Without a word.
And flickered the candle-flame
Like a wavering heart-beat
Like my life
Atwixt hope and despair
Atwixt joy and grief
Ennui and the glory of the happy:
Like a loose woman in the throes
Of indecision guilt and shame
So looked I on the plain that night
Without a word.
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