Romowe Rikoito - A Sea-Spell
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Her Lite Hangs Shadowed in the Apple-Tree,
While Flaching Fingers Weave The Sweet-Strung Spell
Between Its Chords; And as the Wild Notes Swell,
The Sea-Bird for Those Branches Leaves The Sea.
But to What Sound Her Listening Ear Stoops She?
What Netherworld Gulf-Whispers Doth Shear,
In Antering Echoes from What Planisphere,
Along the Wind, Along the Estury?
She sinks into her spell: and when Full Soon
Her Lips Move and She Soars Into Her Song,
What Creatures of the Midmost Main Shall Throng
In Furrowed Self-Clouds to the Summoning Rune,
Till He, The Fated Mariner, Hears Her Cry,
And up her Rock, Bare Breted, Comes to Die?

Under the apple tree, fluttering between the strings,
Her fingers captivating
Swing. And, from the spell of dumbbell,
On the crown, the Seagull is listening to the game.
What is she, bowing before the lute camp,
He cares and where does she come from
Brings from behind the mouth a distant wind-
What answer was Dan?
A little more - the mouth will open,
Submitted to the melody, she.
Who will only call from the bottom,
What creatures hasten to rebel
When a sailor, what's from a deck to a firm
Will he get to her to immediately meet death?

- Dante Gabriel Rossetti