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When the might of the summer	A
Is most on the sea	B
When the days overcome her	A
With joy but to be	B
With rapture of royal enchantment and sorcery that sets her not free	B
But for hours upon hours	C
As a thrall she remains	D
Spell bound as with flowers	C
And content in their chains	D
And her loud steeds fret not and lift not a lock of their deep white manes	D
Then only far under	A
In the depths of her hold	E
Some gleam of its wonder	A
Man's eye may behold	E
Its wild weed forests of crimson and russet and olive and gold	E
Still deeper and dimmer	A
And goodlier they glow	F
For the eyes of the swimmer	A
Who scans them below	F
As he crosses the zone of their flowerage that knows not of sunshine and snow	F
Soft blossomless frondage	G
And foliage that gleams	H
As to prisoners in bondage	G
The light of their dreams	H
The desire of a dawn unbeholden with hope on the wings of its beams	H
Not as prisoners entombed	I
Waxen haggard and wizen	J
But consoled and illumed	I
In the depths of their prison	J
With delight of the light everlasting and vision of dawn on them risen	J
From the banks and the beds	K
Of the waters divine	L
They lift up their heads	K
And the flowers of them shine	L
Through the splendour of darkness that clothes them of water that glimmers like wine	L
Bright bank over bank	M
Making glorious the gloom	N
Soft rank upon rank	M
Strange bloom after bloom	N
They kindle the liquid low twilight the dusk of the dim sea's womb	N
Through the subtle and tangible	O
Gloom without form	P
Their branches infrangible	O
Ever of storm	P
Spread softer their sprays than the shoots of the woodland when April is warm	P
As the flight of the thunder full	O
Charged with its word	I
Dividing the wonderful	O
Depths like a bird	I
Speaks wrath and delight to the heart of the night that exults to have heard	I
So swiftly though soundless	K
In silence's ear	Q
Light winged from the boundless	K
Blue depths full of cheer	R
Speaks joy to the heart of the waters that part not before him but hear	Q
Light perfect and visible	O
Godhead of God	I
God indivisible	O
Lifts but his rod	I
And the shadows are scattered in sunder and darkness is light at his nod	I
At the touch of his wand	I
At the nod of his head	I
From the spaces beyond	I
Where the dawn hath her bed	I
Earth water and air are transfigured and rise as one risen from the dead	I
He puts forth his hand	I
And the mountains are thrilled	I
To the heart as they stand	I
In his presence fulfilled	I
With his glory that utters his grace upon earth and her sorrows are stilled	I
The moan of her travail	O
That groans for the light	I
Till dayspring unravel	O
The weft of the night	I
At the sound of the strings of the music of morning falls dumb with delight	I
He gives forth his word	I
And the word that he saith	S
Ere well it be heard	I
Strikes darkness to death	S
For the thought of his heart is the sunrise and dawn as the sound of his breath	S
And the strength of its pulses	K
That passion makes proud	I
Confounds and convulses	K
The depths of the cloud	I
Of the darkness that heaven was engirt with divided and rent as a shroud	I
As the veil of the shrine	L
Of the temple of old	I
When darkness divine	L
Over noonday was rolled	I
So the heart of the night by the pulse of the light is convulsed and controlled	I
And the sea's heart groaning	T
For glories withdrawn	U
And the waves' mouths moaning	T
All night for the dawn	U
Are uplift as the hearts and the mouths of the singers on leaside and lawn	U
And the sound of the quiring	T
Of all these as one	J
Desired and desiring	T
Till dawn's will be done	J
Fills full with delight of them heaven till it burns as the heart of the sun	J
Till the waves too inherit	I
And waters take part	I
In the sense of the spirit	I
That breathes from his heart	I
And are kindled with music as fire when the lips of the morning part	I
With music unheard	I
In the light of her lips	K
In the life giving word	I
Of the dewfall that drips	K
On the grasses of earth and the wind that enkindles the wings of the ships	K
White glories of wings	K
As of seafaring birds	K
That flock from the springs	K
Of the sunrise in herds	K
With the wind for a herdsman and hasten or halt at the change of his words	K
As the watchword's change	G
When the wind's note shifts	K
And the skies grow strange	G
And the white squall drifts	K
Up sharp from the sea line vexing the sea till the low cloud lifts	K
At the charge of his word	I
Bidding pause bidding haste	I
When the ranks are stirred	I
And the lines displaced	I
They scatter as wild swans parting adrift on the wan green waste	I
At the hush of his word	I
In a pause of his breath	S
When the waters have heard	I
His will that he saith	S
They stand as a flock penned close in its fold for division of death	S
As a flock by division	J
Of death to be thinned	I
As the shades in a vision	J
Of spirits that sinned	I
So glimmer their shrouds and their sheetings as clouds on the stream of the wind	I
But the sun stands fast	I
And the sea burns bright	I
And the flight of them past	I
Is no more than the flight	I
Of the snow soft swarm of serene wings poised and afloat in the light	I
Like flowers upon flowers	K
In a festival way	V
When hours after hours	K
Shed grace on the day	V
White blossomlike butterflies hover and gleam through the snows of the spray	V
Like snow coloured petals	K
Of blossoms that flee	O
From storm that unsettles	K
The flower as the tree	O
They flutter a legion of flowers on the wing through the field of the sea	O
Through the furrowless field	I
Where the foam blossoms blow	O
And the secrets are sealed	I
Of their harvest below	O
They float in the path of the sunbeams as flakes or as blossoms of snow	O
Till the sea's ways darken	J
And the God withdrawn	U
Give ear not or hearken	U
If prayer on him fawn	U
And the sun's self seem but a shadow the noon as a ghost of the dawn	U
No shadow but rather	A
God father of song	W
Shew grace to me Father	A
God loved of me long	W
That I lose not the light of thy face that my trust in thee work me not wrong	W
While yet I make forward	I
With face toward thee	O
Not turned yet in shoreward	I
Be thine upon me	O
Be thy light on my forehead or ever I turn it again from the sea	O
As a kiss on my brow	X
Be the light of thy grace	K
Be thy glance on me now	X
From the pride of thy place	K
As the sign of a sire to a son be the light on my face of thy face	K
Thou wast father of olden	U
Times hailed and adored	I
And the sense of thy golden	U
Great harp's monochord	I
Was the joy in the soul of the singers that hailed thee for master and lord	I
Fair father of all	O
In thy ways that have trod	I
That have risen at thy call	O
That have thrilled at thy nod	I
Arise shine lighten upon me O sun that we see to be God	I
As my soul has been dutiful	O
Only to thee	O
O God most beautiful	O
Lighten thou me	O
As I swim through the dim long rollers with eyelids uplift from the sea	O
Be praised and adored of us	K
All in accord	I
Father and lord of us	K
Alway adored	I
The slayer and the stayer and the harper the light of us all and our lord	I
At the sound of thy lyre	Y
At the touch of thy rod	I
Air quickens to fire	A
By the foot of thee trod	I
The saviour and healer and singer the living and visible God	I
The years are before thee	O
As shadows of thee	O
As men that adore thee	O
As cloudlets that flee	O
But thou art the God and thy kingdom is heaven and thy shrine is the sea	O