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Show AMONG THE SOUTH SEA ISLANDS I know now where you go, you sun, When in your woods the light is slant, And rough with ice the rivers run And nights are full and days are scant; The glittering road wherein you go. - Set with all tints from bright to dun Past cloudy islet peaks aglow And royal stately palms a-row, I know, you sun, I know. By day on sapphire falls you tread Down ways between bright purple bars; By night your darkly azured bed Is braided thick with pearls and stars; And all your dimly lighted rooms, With argent-studded satin spread, Are redolent of spicy glooms, f sandal, myrrh, and the spent fumes Of lotus lily blooms. I know now why you linger long When boughs show sharp against the blue, And down the bare woods piping strong March routs the leaves and call3 for you; For then on yellow sands you lie And hear the thunderous throb and song Of surfs on coral reefs piled high, And in the still lagoons you eye The soft and stainless sky. . . . Charles Edward Russell. |