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chapter-120		chapter-120			.txt	text/plain	1565	155	92	From those beginning notes of yearning and love there in the mist, And every day the she-bird crouchd on her nest, silent, with bright eyes, Day come white, or night come black, Blow up sea-winds along Paumanoks shore; Listend to keep, to sing, now translating the notes, You must know who I am, my love. Solitary here, the nights carols! Carols of lonesome love! Carols under that lagging, yellow, waning moon! O under that moon where she droops almost down into the sea! O brown halo in the sky near the moon, drooping upon the sea! The winds blowing, the notes of the bird continuous echoing, Is it indeed toward your mate you sing? By the sea under the yellow and sagging moon, Are you whispering it, and have been all the time, you sea-waves? Hissing melodious, neither like the bird nor like my arousd childs heart,	./cache/chapter-120.txt	./txt/chapter-120.txt