A star that I love,
The sea, and I,
Spake together across the night.
“Have peace,” said the star,
“Have power,” said the sea;
“Yea!” I answered, “and Fame's delight!”
The wind on his way
To Araby
Paused and listened and sighed and said,
“I passed on the sands
A Pharaoh's tomb:
All these did he have — and he is dead.”