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 Saturate with the beauty Around, beyond, above: I lay with my heart in love with life, And my soul alive with love.

Suddenly, laughter! Delicate, clear, Mix’d with the musical Waves in my ear.... What is it? What is it, That yonder—Oh, yonder, Behold the bright wonder! Yonder swift billow, see! hither it hies.... Over the buoyant blue, creaming it flies, Out on the glassing sand, gleaming it lies— Splashing—with voices! flashing—with eyes! Children, children! Little and light, Hitherward bringing— Laughing and singing, Leaping and springing, Bright with delight! ..Who are they? Whence come they? one exquisite moment, Abroad on the bosoming brink, Like a flourish of wave-wet shells they lie, Lustrously white-and-pink— Then, sudden, before I had well believ’d Such beauty ever could be, Scoop! Swoop!....They were swept and swirl’d Out to the open Sea!