And o'er them the old pagoda prays

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Blessing upon their dreaming days,

And upon the eightfold sacred ways

From Sorrow!

Ah, and the torii too is there

Where the tranced sea enters to his shrine

Daily, with tidal mystery

And majesty divine.

He enters now, as the nuptial sea

Of love first entered our hearts, to be

Lord of their tides eternally,

And Master!

[Pg 68]

[Pg 68]

OLD AGE

I have heard the wild geese,

I have seen the leaves fall,

There was frost last night

On the garden wall.

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