The Sea Lullaby:
The old moon is tarnished
With smoke of the flood
The dead leaves are varnished
With color like blood,
A treacherous smiler
With teeth white as milk,
A savage beguiler
In sheathings of silk,
The sea creeps to pillage,
She leaps on her pray;
A child of the village
Was murdered today.
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