Our hearts our drawn to stars which want us not.

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I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
I do not think that they will sing to me.
I have seen them riding seaward on the waves,
Combing the white hair of the waves blown back.
When the wind blows the water white and black.
We have lingered in the chambers of the Sea,
By sea-girls wreathed in seaweed red and brown,
Till human voices wake us, and we drown.