Driven ashore by the ardent zephyrs
Balancing on a shell; and it seemed the heavens rejoiced thereat.”
“True the foam and true the sea you would have said
True the shell, and the blowing of the winds true.
You would have seen the gleam of the Goddess’ eye
And the heavens laugh about her, and the elements.
And the Hours in white garments on the strand,
And the winds toss their spreading soft locks.”
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“You could swear that you could see the goddess coming from the waves