Marie Louise Hamilton Mack

“ Boils an ocean of sea-foam and billow-break.
In the far sad sky not a rose is blown,
Not a fleeting gleam in the grey-bound west,
Not a mirrored glow on the lakelet's breast,
And no light where the waves round the north crags moan;
But the cold sea creeps on the narrow sands,
And the shroud has enveloped the golden lands.
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“ Through the spray of the great sea-wilderness.
Or sweeping with mighty curves
From land to sky, and to land again:
To cast off Time, and to stay
Where one's will alone lays hand on one:
Not to own or owe in the universe. ”

“ Like the quivering leaf of a heavenly rose.
All the seas to eastward move silver sweet
In a floating shroud by the moonbeams made;
All the westward skylands their lights have laid
On the lake that lies at the sunset's feet ”