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NIGHT OFF GALLIPOLI: 2. VOICE OF A YOUTHFUL TURK, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: If only up the straits the tempest flew
Last Line: Dying again upon the mouth of you!
Subject(s): Cypress Trees; Death; Moon; Storms; Dead, The


If only up the straits the tempest flew,
Up the blue waters, past the perilous spray
To where the clustered cypresses are blue
Above pale stairs that touch the lisping bay,
I should not care, I should not greatly care --
If only up the straits the tempest flew!

If only up the straits my spirit flew
As once it flew when sails were all my wings,
To that deep garden where the moon is blue
And sea-sounds soften close-lipped whisperings,
I should not care, I should not greatly care --
If only up the straits my spirit flew!

Death could not keep me from the arms of you,
But I should die again upon your mouth
While all the swaying garden changed from blue
To red, and softer grew your bosom's south.
I should not care, I should not greatly care,
Dying again upon the mouth of you!





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