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 "id": "maria-lowell/memories-of-waters",
 "title": "Memories of Waters",
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 "poet": "Maria Lowell",
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 "language": "en",
 "book": "The Poems of Maria Lowell",
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  "year": 1907,
  "venue": "The Poems of Maria Lowell (1907)",
  "note": "First located printing is this volume; an earlier periodical printing has not been established.",
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  "rights": "public domain (SE dedication; underlying text pre-1931)"
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    "text": "Oh, hue of the Mediterranean sea,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "From thy sapphire cradle flash back on me!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thine is the bluest life that clings",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To the weary earth; bright central springs",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Bubble up with thine azure, and never fail,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Though the great dome above thee curve cloudy and pale;",
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   {
    "text": "When the sunset lingers by Capri’s side",
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   {
    "text": "And throws across it a golden fleece,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thou swellest along in bluest pride,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Stretching on, on, on, to beautiful Greece;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "And siren voices drip with the oar;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "“Deeper, bend deeper, to learn our lore,",
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   {
    "text": "The violet’s secret grows not on the shore.”",
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   {
    "text": "And thou, O Como, O purple one,",
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   {
    "text": "Did I not watch thee when day was done,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With cheek bent sideway and half-closed eyes,",
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   {
    "text": "That wooed from thy beauty a fresh surprise,",
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   {
    "text": "As a great broad curtain, dropping down",
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   {
    "text": "From the sweet horizon’s ample crown.",
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   {
    "text": "A Tyrian curtain, whose edges were wrought",
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   {
    "text": "With villas and gardens, and all that thought",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Can find most lovely in dwellings of men,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Deep fringes of vineyards all round thee, and then",
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   {
    "text": "A dream of great snow-peaks throned over all⁠—",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thy purple is worthy those kings so tall.",
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   {
    "text": "In the hills of Scotland, you come upon",
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   {
    "text": "Strange waterfalls, that the light of the sun",
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   {
    "text": "Glances away from through birches thin;",
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   {
    "text": "They fall with a slow and hollow din",
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   {
    "text": "Into dark, still pools where you look down deep",
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   },
   {
    "text": "To see the black surface; no Lorelei there",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Sits singing and combing her golden hair;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "But Bunyan’s visions across you creep,",
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   {
    "text": "With a haunting feeling of one who came,",
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   {
    "text": "Her heart all trembling and stung with shame,",
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   {
    "text": "And, bending down to the pool’s black stir,",
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   {
    "text": "Saw Giant Despair looking up at her,",
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   {
    "text": "And heard him call from the hollow din",
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   {
    "text": "Till she, too ready, sank sighing in.",
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   {
    "text": "Pour down, O Trenton, thy amber screen",
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   {
    "text": "That the pool’s dim surface no more be seen!",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Gay reveller, tossing away thy wine,",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Thy golden sherry, whose hue divine",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Was never sphered in the clustering vine;",
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   },
   {
    "text": "’Tis Autumn who feeds thee; her banners she flings",
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   {
    "text": "Across thy full sources, and shakes in thy springs",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Her whole wealth of colors, leaves orange and red,",
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   {
    "text": "Green, purple and mottled, an emperor’s bed",
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   {
    "text": "For thy waters to dream on; and when they awake,",
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   {
    "text": "Into flashes of gold and of amber they break:",
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   },
   {
    "text": "Oh, type of glad youth, forever be hung",
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   },
   {
    "text": "With garlands of faces all rosy and young!",
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