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 | The poetical works of Edward Rowland Sill |  |
Stretched under some cathedral-roof of elm,
Frescoed in flickering sunlights, with far eyes
That watch and do not see the summer sky—
A cloudy opal, veined as when a wave
Leaps up, and breaks, and leaves the milk-white foam
Streaking its meshes over the blue sea—
Flat to the ground, where he can seem to feel
The great earth heave beneath him like a ship
Plunging its course along the tideless space,
He whispers with his heart in thoughts like these:
Frescoed in flickering sunlights, with far eyes
That watch and do not see the summer sky—
A cloudy opal, veined as when a wave
Leaps up, and breaks, and leaves the milk-white foam
Streaking its meshes over the blue sea—
Flat to the ground, where he can seem to feel
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Plunging its course along the tideless space,
He whispers with his heart in thoughts like these:
| The poetical works of Edward Rowland Sill | |