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Rh You'd heard my woodland pipe and left the sea—

Your hair blown gold and all your body white—

Had left the ocean-girls to follow me.

We joined the hill-nymphs in their joyous flight,

And you laughed lightly to the sea, and sent

Quick glances flashing through me as I went. 51