I Went Out Under The Sky, Muse!

I Could Never Throw Love Out Of The Window.

What An Old Maid I'm Getting To Be. Lacking The Courage To Be In Love With Death!

Eternity. It Is The Sea Mingled With The Sun.

A Thousand Dreams Within Me Softly Burn

And From That Time On I Bathed In The Poem Of The Sea, Star-infused And Churned Into Milk, Devouring The Green Azures; Where, Entranced In Pallid Flotsam, A Dreaming Drowned Man Sometimes Goes Down.