![]() If the future is nothing, they are just as surely nothing. Is to-day nothing? Is the beginningless past nothing? Have you fear'd the future would be nothing to you? Have you guess'd you yourself would not continue? To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward! To think of time-of all that retrospection! They do not think whom they souse with spray. The young men float on their backs, their white bellies bulge to the sun, they do not ask who seizes fast to them, They do not know who puffs and declines with the pendant and bending arch, It descended trembling from their temples and ribs. The beards of the young men glisten'd with wet, it ran from their long hair,Īn unseen hand also pass'd over their bodies, The rest did not see her, but she saw them and loved them. ![]() You splash in the water there, yet stay stock still in your room.ĭancing and laughing along the beach came the twenty-ninth bather, Where are you off to, lady? for I see you, Which of the young men does she like the best?Īh the homeliest of them is beautiful to her. ![]() She hides handsome and richly drest aft the blinds of the window. ![]() ![]() She owns the fine house by the rise of the bank, Twenty-eight years of womanly life and all so lonesome. Twenty-eight young men and all so friendly Twenty-eight young men bathe by the shore, ![]()
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