Part 3 (1/2)

Therefore the need of deeper deeps, Of denser shade for hts, of cooler steeps, Where all day long the sea-wind stayed

They sought the rock-reared steep The breeze Swept twenty thousand s to say Of love, of lovers of Cathay, To lovers 'ht, below the height, Below the wood by wave and strealeam And bend their lordly pluht Before sharp lances of the sun

They saw the tide-bound battered shi+p Creep close below against the bank; They saw it cringe and shrink; it shrank As shrinks soe black beast with fear When so resin drip, As drip the last brave blood-drops when Life's battle waxes hot withseas, Or what to hilorious trees, The glea winds that came From sea-lost spice-set isles unknown, With breath not warmer than their own: They loved, they loved,--and that was all

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Full noon! Below the ancient ed across, The , plaintive, at her feet

He spake of love, of boundless love,-- Of love that knew no other land, Or face, or place, or anything; Of love that like the wearied dove Could light nowhere, but kept the wing Till she alone put forth her hand, And so received it in her ark Froainst the dark!

He clasped her hands, cliot her hands and kissed her hair,-- The while her two hands clasped in prayer, And fair face lifted to the trees

Her proud breast heaved, her pure proud breast Rose like the waves in their unrest When counter storms possess the seas

Her mouth, her arched, upliftedlove-song of the South Can say; no lory there, and so live on Content without that glory gone!

Her face still lifted up And she Disdained the cup of passion he Hard pressed her panting lips to touch

She dashed it by despised, and she Caught fast her breath She treht, and stood An eh womanhood: She stood a tower, tall as when Proud Roht theed vast as space is She Was tre as a courser when His thin flank quivers, and his feet Touch velvet on the turf, and he Is all afoa on the sea, And full of triumph before men

At last she bended some her face, Half leaned, then put him back a pace, And met his eyes

Calm, silently Her eyes looked deep into his eyes,-- As maidens down soe there what future lies Before them, and what face shall be The pole-star of their destiny

Pure Nature's lover! Loving him With love that made all pathways dim And difficult where he was not,-- Then ot

And who shall chide? Doth priest know aught Of sign, or holy unction brought From over seas, that ever can Make man love maid or maid love man One whit the more, one bit the less, For all hisor his ban?

The winds breathed wared sith folded wing

He drowned his hot face in her hair, He heard her great heart rise and sing; He felt her bosom swell

The air Swooned sith perfume of her form

Her breast arm, her breath arm, And warh the South

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The argent sea surged steep below, Surged languid in a tropic glow; And two great hearts kept surging so!