CHORDS.



With scorn then laughing and screaming,
Discovers full beauty of nakedness leaping and gleam-
    ing;
And showering the rain from her hair,
Pouts blown, curdled foam from her lips,
        And eddying slips,
From the ravenous eyes of the Thunder that glare,
        Away, away,
ITo the arms of her lover the Spray.
        So I,-
At swift thoughts that were spoken, that came
As if winds had fashioned a speech-was a flame
That dwindled, was kindled, then mounted and,
        Marvelling why,-
Stemming all thought, a gleam out of gleams
        Was born into dreams.


                         2.

Beautiful-bosomed, 0 Night ! with thy moon,
Move in majesty slowly to majesty lightly!
Silent as sleep, who is lulled by a delicate tune,
O'er-stroke thou the air with a languor of moonlight
    brightly!
Thin ice, in sockets of turquoise fastened, the stars
Gash golden the bosom of heaven with fiery scars.



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