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358 And that night, while all was still, I heard the waters
 * roll slowly continually up the shores,

I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and sands,
 * as directed to me, whispering, to congratulate
 * me,

For the one I love most lay sleeping by me under the
 * same cover in the cool night,

In the stillness, in the autumn moonbeams, his face
 * was inclined toward me,

And his arm lay lightly around my breast—And that
 * night I was happy.



you the new person drawn toward me, and asking
 * something significant from me?

To begin with, take warning —I am probably far
 * different from what you suppose;

Do you suppose you will find in me your ideal? Do you think it so easy to have me become your
 * lover?

Do you think the friendship of me would be unalloyed
 * satisfaction?

Do you suppose I am trusty and faithful? Do you see no further than this façade—this smooth
 * and tolerant manner of me?

Do you suppose yourself advancing on real ground
 * toward a real heroic man?

Have you no thought, dreamer, that it may be all
 * maya, illusion? the next step may precipitate
 * you!