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Many days Antony and Silencieux stayed together by the sea. They loved it together in all its changes, in sun and rain, in wild wind and dreamy calm; at morning when it shone like a spirit, at evening when it flickered like a ghost, at noon when it lay asleep curled up like a woman in the arms of the land. MANY DAYS ANTONY AND SALAGO STAYED TOGETHER BY THE SEA THEY LOVED IT TOGETHER IN ALL ITS CHANGES IN SUN AND RAIN IN WIND WILD AND DREAMY CALM AT MORNING WHEN IT SHONE LIKE A SPIRIT AT EVENING WHEN IT FLICKERED LIKE A GHOST AT NOON WHEN IT LAY ASLEEP CURLED UP LIKE A WOMAN IN THE ARMS OF THE LAND
the murmur of the waves:— Hopeless of hope, past desire even of thee, There is one place I long for, A desolate place That I sing all my songs for, A desolate place for a desolate face, Where the loneliest land meets the loneliest sea. Green waves and green grasses—and nought else is nigh, But a shadow that beckons; A desolate face, And a shadow that beckons The desolate face to the desolate place Where the loneliest sea meets the loneliest sky. Wide sea and wide heaven, and all else afar, But a spirit is singing, A desolate soul That is joyfully winging— A desolate soul—to that desolate goal Where the loneliest wave meets the loneliest star. "It is not good," said Silencieux. "I know," answered Antony. "Throw it into the sea." "It is not worthy of the sea." "Burn it." "Fire is too august." "Throw it to the winds." "They are too busy." "Bury it." "It would make barren a whole meadow." "Forget it." "I will—And you?" "I will." And Antony and Silencieux laughed softly together by the sea. G ON A MOONLIT MARGIN OF THE WORLD AND ANTONY WAS SINGING LOW TO THE MURMUR OF THE WAVES HOPELESS OF HOPE PAST DESIRE EVEN OF THEE THERE IS ONE PLACE I LONG FOR A DESOLATE PLACE THAT I SING ALL MY SONGS FOR A DESOLATE PLACE FOR A DESOLATE FACE WHERE THE LONELIEST LAND MEETS THE LONELIEST SEA GREEN WAVES AND GREEN GRASSES AND NOUGHT ELSE IS NIGH BUT A SHADOW THAT BECKONS A DESOLATE FACE AND A SHADOW THAT BECKONED THE DESOLATE FACE TO THE DESOLATE PLACE WHERE THE LONELIEST SEA MEETS THE LONELIEST SKY WIDE SEA AND WIDE HEAVEN AND ALL ELSE AFAR BUT SPIRIT IS SINGING A DESOLATE SOUL THAT IS JOYFULLY WINGING A DESOLATE SOUL TO THAT DESOLATE GOAL WHERE THE LONELIEST WAVE MEETS THE LONELIEST STAR IT IS NOT GOOD SAID SELAGO I KNOW ANSWERED ANTONY THROW IT INTO THIS SEA IT IS NOT WORTHY OF THE SEA BARNET FIRE IS TOO AUGUST THROW IT INTO THE WINDS THEY ARE TOO BUSY BURY IT IT WOULD MAKE BARREN A WHOLE MEADOW FORGET IT I WILL AND YOU I WILL AND ANTHONY AND SALAGO LAUGHED SOFTLY TOGETHER BY THE SEA
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