Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman


 

XVI


 

An unseen hand went over the hill, 
And lit the cresset stars, 
And below the summer sea was strewn 
With mysterious nenuphars.

The little wind of twilight came 

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With the gladdest of words to me, 
"The tide is full, the night is fair, 
And Her window waits for thee!"