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SONGS OF THE SEA CHILDREN: 78, by                     Poet's Biography
First Line: Dearest, in this so golden fall
Last Line: Will neither have contempt for me.
Subject(s): Love


Dearest, in this so golden fall,
When beauty aches with her own bliss,
One thought the pause to my desire
And my small consolation is.
I am a child. A thistle seed
On the boon wind is more than I,
Yet will the hand that sows the hills
Have care of me too when I die.
When I who love thee without words
Sink as a foam-bell in the sea,
One who has no regard for fame
Will neither have contempt for me.





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