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 In his deep eyes, she doubted not at all, But, “It is thou!” she cried, and eagerly Flung forth her hands, to meet his eager hands Outstretch’d; then rais’d her face, and sang aloud: “O Mother Sea, rejoice, rejoice with me! My Love is come! Cry loud with lisping voice, Ye little waves, “Rejoice!” Because my Love, my Love, my Love is come! O mighty Mother Sea, rejoice with me!

“Thou, Bridegroom Sun, rejoice, rejoice with me! My Love is come! Wake with thy golden glance The ripples’ gladdest dance, Because my Love, my Love, my Love is come! O great and glorious Sun, rejoice with me!”

Soon as she paus’d, he broke free from the spell With which her sudden song had bound him.