  BETWEEN the sunset and the sea My love laid hands and lips on me. Of sweet came sour, of day came night, Of long desire came brief delight: Ah, love, and what thing came of thee Between the sea-downs and the sea? Between the sea-mark and the sea Joy grew to grief, grief grew to me; Love turned to tears, and tears to fire, And dead delight to new desire; Love’s talk, love’s touch there seemed to be Between the sea-sand and the sea. Between the sundown and the sea Love watched one hour of love with me; Then down the all-golden water-ways His feet flew after yesterdays; I saw them come and saw them flee Between the sea-foam and the sea. Between the sea-strand and the sea Love fell on sleep, sleep fell on me; The first star saw twain turn to one Between the moonrise and the sun; The next, that saw not love, saw me Between the sea-banks and the sea. |
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