Goldbrown upon the sated flood
	The rockvine clusters lift and sway;
	Vast wings above the lambent waters brood
	Of sullen day.

	A waste of waters ruthlessly
	Sways and uplifts its weedy mane
	Where brooding day stares down upon the sea
	In dull disdain.

	Uplift and sway, O golden vine,
	Your clustered fruits to love's full flood,
	Lambent and vast and ruthless as is thine

			        ca. 1914

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