Down to the sea. Sudden the clean sun kissed
His arms wide-stretching to the finger-tips,
And showed his supple body glistening
Clear in the naked heaven, and the ring
Of a gay laugh broke eager from his lips;
So would I stand upon the dizzy ledge
When I have lived, shake back my tumbled hair,
Deliberately toe the empty edge,
Laugh out my last defiance to the air,
Then raise my arms, and, drinking one deep breath,