“ Just where the wet skin glistened when he swam - Like a fully-opened sea-anemone. We both said 'What a beauty! What a beauty, lad' I knew that in that flower he saw a hope Of living on, and seeing again the roses of his home. Beauty is that which pleases and delights, Not bringing personal advantage - Kant. But later on I heard A canker worked into that crimson flower And that he sank with it And laid it with the anemones off Dover. This work was published before January 1, 1928, and is in the public domain worldwide because the author died at least 100 years ago. ”
