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 For beauty more than bitterness Makes the heart break.

Now while I watch the dreaming sea With isles like flowers against her breast, Only one voice in all the world Could give me rest.

I asked the heaven of stars What I should give my love— It answered me with silence, Silence above.

I asked the darkened sea Down where the fishers go— It answered me with silence, Silence below.

Oh, I could give him weeping, Or I could give him song—