Love and the Sea
Love one day, in childish anger, Tired of his divinity, Sick of rapture, sick of languor, Threw his arrows in the sea. Since then Ocean, like a woman, Variable of nature seems: Smiling; cruel; kind; inhuman; Gloomed with grief and drowned in dreams.
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