Palingenesis Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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I lay upon the headland-height, and listened
To the incessant sobbing of the sea
  In caverns under me,
And watched the waves, that tossed and fled and glistened,
Until the rolling meadows of amethyst
  Melted away in mist.
Then suddenly, as one from sleep, I started;
For round about me all the sunny capes
  Seemed peopled with the shapes
Of those whom I had known in days departed,
Apparelled in the loveliness which gleams
  On faces seen in dreams.
A moment only, and the light and glory
Faded away, and the disconsolate shore
  Stood lonely as before;
And the wild-roses of the promontory
Around me shuddered in the wind, and shed
  Their petals of pale red.
There was an old belief that in the embers
Of all things their primordial form exists,
  And cunning alchemists
Could re-create the rose with all its members
From its own ashes, but without the bloom,
  Without the lost perfume.
To the incessant sobbing of the sea
  In caverns under me,
And watched the waves, that tossed and fled and glistened,
Until the rolling meadows of amethyst
  Melted away in mist.
Then suddenly, as one from sleep, I started;
For round about me all the sunny capes
  Seemed peopled with the shapes
Of those whom I had known in days departed,
Apparelled in the loveliness which gleams
  On faces seen in dreams.
A moment only, and the light and glory
Faded away, and the disconsolate shore
  Stood lonely as before;
And the wild-roses of the promontory
Around me shuddered in the wind, and shed
  Their petals of pale red.
There was an old belief that in the embers
Of all things their primordial form exists,
  And cunning alchemists
Could re-create the rose with all its members
From its own ashes, but without the bloom,
  Without the lost perfume.
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