Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman


 

XXXIX


 

The alchemist who throws his worlds 
In the round crucible of the sun, 
Has laid our bodies in the forge 
Of love to weld them into one.

The hypnotist who waves his hand 

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And the pale streamers walk the night, 
A moment for our souls unbars 
The lost dominions of delight.