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Color Face Green But It Be The Night The Stars Are White The Stars Are Fire The Stars Are Undulating To-night Are They dancing? Hearing The Music Of The Spheres? Their Bosoms Heaving? Below The Sea Contents Itself With A Plain Level Bosom Lined By The Silver Streaks Of The White Moon The Wolf Of The Sea Walks On The Land Below The Fort For He Is A Vast Shroud Chosen By Shrouds And Ghosts He Prowls The Rocky Coasts The Few Still Unbuilt Round The Grand Harbor This Night Is Magical This Night A Whirlwind Though No Wind Yet Blows.