salt, rising to wreak terror

and fall back.

IV

"What has love of land given to you

that I have not?"

I have questioned Tyrians

where they sat

on the black ships,

weighted with rich stuffs,

I have asked the Greeks

from the white ships,

and Greeks from ships whose hulks

lay on the wet sand, scarlet

with great beaks.

I have asked bright Tyrians

and tall Greeks—

"what has love of land given you?"

And they answered—"peace."

V

But beauty is set apart,

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