Versos English William Lyon Phelps Ii

English poem

Ii

by (1865–1943)

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What? To fix me thus meant nothing? But I can't tell (there's my weakness) What her look said!--no vile cant, sure, About "need to strew the bleakness Of some lone shore with its pearl-seed, That the sea feels"--no "strange yearning That such souls have, most to lavish Where there's chance of least returning."