AMBERGRIS 
77 
Light !  ever light !  I swim far out and follow 
The footsteps of the wind, and light invades 
My desolate soul, and all the cypress shades 
Glow with transparent lustre, and the hollow 
I thought I had hidden in my heart must swallow 
The bitter draught of Truth ;  no Nereid maids 
Even in my sea are mine :  the whole sea’s glades 
And hills and springs are void of my Apollo— 
The Sea herself my tune and my desire ! 
The Sun himself my lover and my lyre !