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"He is made one with nature."—.

I. I below dark everlasting rocks, Hearing the circling happy seamew cry; I listened to the gentle water-shocks Of cool clear emerald, how peacefully Wandering thro' cavern hall, or labyrinth Worn in the cliff's heart! flowering seathrift Sang to blithe bees, and breezes; the red plinth Of ocean-palace pillar in a lift And fall of playful sunny wavelets glowed; Until I floated on the hyaline Into a mystic ocean fay's abode, Hung with pale sea-grape, walled with coralline, Gemmed with live jade and garnet, or adorning Of gleaming opal-hearted passion-flowers, Living, blue, crimson, as a radiant morning; While wavelight all the rocky temple dowers, Golden, blood-jasper, grey, with woven smiles Quavering musical, 'mid velvet piles