  CLEAVAGE of sea and sky, Ever elusive line, Though I follow it far, Far as the Ultimate Isles, Never it seems more nigh,— Shifting shadow and shine,— Dim as a distant star That beckons and beguiles Dawn-dream of my heart, Dusk-dream of my soul, Though I follow thee long Into the night’s deep shades, Never attained thou art, Never I gain the goal; Thou art like a song That ever and ever evades. Clinton Scollard. |
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