The Sea-Child

 Into the world you sent her, mother,
Fashioned her body of coral and foam,
Combed a wave in her hair's warm smother,
And drove her away from home

In the dark of the night she crept to the town
And under a doorway she laid her down,
The little blue child in the foam-fringed gown.
And never a sister and never a brother To hear her call, to answer her cry.
Her face shone out from her hair's warm smother Like a moonkin up in the sky.
She sold her corals; she sold her foam; Her rainbow heart like a singing shell Broke in her body: she crept back home.
Peace, go back to the world, my daughter, Daughter, go back to the darkling land; There is nothing here but sad sea water, And a handful of sifting sand.

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