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White doves of Cytherea, by your quest Across the blue Heaven's bluest highest air, And by your certain homing to Love's breast, Still to be true and ever true--I swear.

Behold her, Running through the waves, Eager to reach the land: The water laps her, Healthy, brine-drenched and young, Behold Desire new-born;-- Desire on first fulfilment's rad...

TO WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR THE PLEDGE HYPNOS, GOD OF SLEEP EXPENSES ON SEEING WEATHER-BEATEN TREES ADVENTURE OH, LADY, LET THE SAD TEARS FALL DIRGE THE SUN-DIAL OLD LOVE AH ME . ....

NOVEMBER NIGHT RELEASE TRIAD SNOW ANGUISH TRAPPED MOON-SHADOWS SUSANNA AND THE ELDERS YOUTH THE GUARDED WOUND WINTER NIGHT WINDS ARBUTUS ROMA AETERNA "HE'S KILLED THE MAY . . ."...