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First Line: Where in the summer-warm woodlands with the sweet wind
Last Line: Remote and lonely, dim, divine.
Subject(s): Love


Where in the summer-warm woodlands with the sweet wind,
From you blue ocean, solitarily smiling,
Wanderest thou, with tresses
Cinctureless, in wildernesses
Of whispering leaves and blown foam, like a fleet hind,
With virginal phantasies the hours beguiling? --
Now the cool, curved waves chasing,
Or, bosom-billowed, embracing
Cold passionless lovers of the eternal sea,
Throbbing with broken breathings innumerably:
Or, couched, with wet ear listening
To what some wreathed shell glistening
With dry salt sprays and rainbow colours is telling --
Close to thy airy soul of its measureless dwelling --
Melodies of the sad brine,
Remote and lonely, dim, divine.





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