In my dreams I see no nearer god.
The waves that move,
They pierce my drifting soul.
With want I reach in vain to grasp the sun
As off it falls beneath the dancing fields
And paints fore'er this spout-girt majesty!
O, slimy things!

I yearn to hear you sing from depths as deep as stars doth shine
From realms of light above.
I wish to hear thee sing!
O, ammonite with aeon-closed eye!
Speak to me in water-tongues
And grant to me the eyesight you once saw
The Sea-gods with!

My voyage as above, so below
Upon a dreaming ship I sail
Upon my life I conjure they
Whom no dry eyes have seen
Since sleep hath stolen over forms
And sunken temples built by gods themselves!
Alone I embark for cities immersed

In depths of thought and cavern full of dreams!

In my dreams I see no nearer god.
The waves that move,
They pierce my drifting soul.
With want I reach in vain to grasp the sun
As off it falls beneath the dancing fields
And paints fore'er this spout-girt majesty!

What corals dress this city fallen?
What the magick language
Lost one-thousand leagues?
Nightmare! Come, and speak to me
From beneath the waves
That rock young ships
To slumber sweet
Gods, caress me with thy chthonic hands
Steep my mind with the beauty of a vision-world
And bury me in temples where my soul
Can e'er explore these realms of madness submerged!

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