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The Sea called--I lay on the rocks and said:
"I am come." She mocked and showed her teeth, Stretching out her long green arms. "Go away!" she thundered. "Then tell me what I am to do," I begged. "If I leave you, you will not be silent, But cry my name in the cities And wistfully entreat me in the plains and forests; All else I forsake to come to you--what must I do?" "Never have I uttered your name," snarled the Sea. "There is no more of me in your body Than the little salt tears you are frightened of shedding. What can you know of my love on your brown rock pillow.... Come closer." Unsatisfied? Search for more:Other Cool Sites:Hot Arts & Stage NewsLyrics Catalogue Sound Tracks Guide Guide to Serials and Shows English Subtitles For DivX Movies Hundreds of Cooking Recipes Over 5000 Cocktails Recipes Cool Online Encyclopedia Cellulars Descriptions and Reviews Algorithms Dictionary Funny Jokes and Anecdotes. Usenet Newsgroups Reader |