THE NEREIDHer face the sinking stars desire.Unto her place the slow deeps bringShadow of errant winds that wingO’er sterile gulfs of foam and fire.Her beauty is the light of pearls.All stars and dreams and sunsets dieTo make the fluctuant glooms that lieAround her, and low noonlight swirlsDown ocean’s firmamental deep,To weave for her who glimmers there,Elusive visions, vague and fair;And night is as a dreamless sleep:She has not known the night’s unrest,Nor the white curse of clearer day;The tremors of the tempest playLike slow delight about her breast.Serene, an immanence of fire,She dwells forever, ocean-thralled,Soul of the sea’s vast emerald;Her face the sinking stars desire.
Her face the sinking stars desire.Unto her place the slow deeps bringShadow of errant winds that wingO’er sterile gulfs of foam and fire.Her beauty is the light of pearls.All stars and dreams and sunsets dieTo make the fluctuant glooms that lieAround her, and low noonlight swirlsDown ocean’s firmamental deep,To weave for her who glimmers there,Elusive visions, vague and fair;And night is as a dreamless sleep:She has not known the night’s unrest,Nor the white curse of clearer day;The tremors of the tempest playLike slow delight about her breast.Serene, an immanence of fire,She dwells forever, ocean-thralled,Soul of the sea’s vast emerald;Her face the sinking stars desire.
Her face the sinking stars desire.Unto her place the slow deeps bringShadow of errant winds that wingO’er sterile gulfs of foam and fire.Her beauty is the light of pearls.All stars and dreams and sunsets dieTo make the fluctuant glooms that lieAround her, and low noonlight swirlsDown ocean’s firmamental deep,To weave for her who glimmers there,Elusive visions, vague and fair;And night is as a dreamless sleep:She has not known the night’s unrest,Nor the white curse of clearer day;The tremors of the tempest playLike slow delight about her breast.Serene, an immanence of fire,She dwells forever, ocean-thralled,Soul of the sea’s vast emerald;Her face the sinking stars desire.
Her face the sinking stars desire.Unto her place the slow deeps bringShadow of errant winds that wingO’er sterile gulfs of foam and fire.
Her face the sinking stars desire.
Unto her place the slow deeps bring
Shadow of errant winds that wing
O’er sterile gulfs of foam and fire.
Her beauty is the light of pearls.All stars and dreams and sunsets dieTo make the fluctuant glooms that lieAround her, and low noonlight swirls
Her beauty is the light of pearls.
All stars and dreams and sunsets die
To make the fluctuant glooms that lie
Around her, and low noonlight swirls
Down ocean’s firmamental deep,To weave for her who glimmers there,Elusive visions, vague and fair;And night is as a dreamless sleep:
Down ocean’s firmamental deep,
To weave for her who glimmers there,
Elusive visions, vague and fair;
And night is as a dreamless sleep:
She has not known the night’s unrest,Nor the white curse of clearer day;The tremors of the tempest playLike slow delight about her breast.
She has not known the night’s unrest,
Nor the white curse of clearer day;
The tremors of the tempest play
Like slow delight about her breast.
Serene, an immanence of fire,She dwells forever, ocean-thralled,Soul of the sea’s vast emerald;Her face the sinking stars desire.
Serene, an immanence of fire,
She dwells forever, ocean-thralled,
Soul of the sea’s vast emerald;
Her face the sinking stars desire.