Her only glory.

Forever lost,

An endless story.

[Pg 60]

[Pg 60]

A SHELL

A SHELL

Of many a sea-born tint—

For fairy wonderment.

That in this rainbow hall

Did make its all in all?

Of ocean's old expanse?

O'er some sweet sea romance?

In its unknown kingdom there?

Some sweet shell-maiden fair?

The silence, how profound!

And turned the chalice down.

[Pg 61]

[Pg 61]

TO THE TRAVELLER

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