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<h3> LOTUS EATING </h3>
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Come up once more before mine eyes,<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Sweet halcyon days, warm summer sea,</SPAN><br/>
Faint orange of the morning skies<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">And dark-lined shores upon the lee!</SPAN><br/>
Touched with the sunrise, sea and sky<br/>
All still on Memory's canvas lie:<br/>
The scattered isles with India ink<br/>
Dot the wide back-ground's gold and pink:<br/>
Unstirring in the Sunday calm,<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Their profile cedars, sharply drawn,</SPAN><br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Bold black against the flushing dawn,</SPAN><br/>
Take shape like clumps of tropic palm.<br/>
Night shadows still the distance dim<br/>
(Ultra-marine) where ocean's brim<br/>
Upholdeth the horizon-rim.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
Once more in thought we seem to creep<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">By lonely reefs where sea-birds scream,</SPAN><br/>
Ulysses-like, along the deep<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Borne onward in the ocean-stream.</SPAN><br/>
The sea-floor spreadeth glassy still;<br/>
No breath the idle sail doth fill;<br/>
Our oar-blades smite the heavy seas;<br/>
Under the world the morning breeze<br/>
Treads with the sun the unknown ways.<br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Thus steer we o'er the solemn main</SPAN><br/>
<SPAN STYLE="margin-left: 1em">Eating the Lotus-fruit again,</SPAN><br/>
Dreaming that time forever stays,<br/>
Singing "Where, Absence, is thy sting?"<br/>
Listening to hear our echoes ring<br/>
Through the far rocks where Sirens sing.<br/></p>
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