I will raise it as a ecstasy
Which is the dear world over the sea.
Hast I come to love you as your sea?
Or if I sing with the song at me?
Pale music of a million stars?
Was the song, as the shimmering sea
Around you were
a tremulous star.
For you I felt your
spirit's yearning,
Into my heart it made
your first tears,
Light of a drum,
a minstrel turning,
Rich as a fog in
a hundred years.

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