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Vita Nuova (Author: Oscar Wilde)
- 1] I stood by the unvintageable sea
2] Till the wet waves drenched face and hair with spray;
3] The long red fires of the dying day
4] Burned in the west; the wind piped drearily;
5] And to the land the clamorous gulls did flee:
6] Alas! I cried, my life is full of pain,
7] And who can garner fruit or golden grain
8] From these waste fields which travail ceaselessly!
- 9] My nets gaped wide with many a break and flaw
10] Nathless I threw them as my final cast
11] Into the sea, and waited for the end.
12] When lo! a sudden glory! and I saw
13] The argent splendour of white limbs ascend,
14] And in that joy forgot my tortured past.