AMBERGRIS 
37 
I led her the beautiful way 
To the land where the Winds lie between. 
 
So still lingers sun upon sea ; 
Still twilight draws down to the world ; 
The light of my spirit is she ; 
The soul of her love is in me ; 
Lithe kisses with music are curled. 
 
Like light on the meadows we dwell ; 
Like twilight clings heart unto heart ; 
Like midnight the depth of the spell 
Our love weaves, and stronger than hell 
The guards of our palace of art. 
 
We are one as the dew that is drawn 
By the sun from the sea :  we are curled 
In curves of delight and of dawn, 
On the lone, the immaculate lawn, 
Beyond the wild way of the world.