❝ Strephon kissed me in the spring,

Robin in the fall,

But Colin only looked at me

And never kissed at all.

Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,

Robin's lost in play,

But the kiss in Colin's eyes

Haunts me night and day. ❞

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❝ I came from the sunny valleys

And sought for the open sea,

For I thought in its gray expanses

My peace would come to me.

I came at last to the ocean

And found it wild and black,

And I cried to the windless valleys,

"Be kind and take me back!"

But the thirsty tide ran inland,

And the salt waves drank of me,

And I who was fresh as the rainfall

Am bitter as the sea. ❞