Despair.

"I saw the daughters of the ocean dance     With wind and tide, and heard them on the rocks:     White hands they waved me, tossing sunlit locks,"

"Listen, dearest! you must love me more,     More than you did before!     Hark, what a beating here of wings!     Never at rest,     Dear, in"

"I.     O Dark-Eyed goddess of the marble brow,     Whose look is silence and whose touch is night,     Who walkest lonely through the world, O tho"

"God made that night of pearl and ivory,     Perfect and holy as a holy thought     Born of perfection, dreams, and ecstasy,     In love and sil"

"Here morning in the ploughman's songs is met     Ere yet one footstep shows in all the sky,     And twilight in the east, a doubt as yet,     S"

"The Text is taken from Percy's Reliques (1765), vol. i. p. 71, 'given from two MS. copies, transmitted from Scotland.' Herd had a very similar bal"