Oceanus

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Sit down b'side me -- that I might sing
A ballad of a maiden fair
'Twas b'neath the misty moon of spring
Sojourn on earth -- my earthly stare

She drift'd on beams of midnight's gleam
Her soul a swollen trunk
Her treasures vast -- so tells the lore
Her lapping waves beseech'd the shore.

'Twas my feet -- that she met
As she wash'd upon the shore
'Twas my feet -- that she ador'd
My soul at sea -- forevermore.

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