Wish to see a land of oriental pearls
Where nights melt into honeyed morns
And nymphs swim in molten gold with souls bare
Calling lone sailors for a hymenial sailing there
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This quatrain is in fact a yearning for pure love situated somewhere in a remote and distant corner of the world.
The poem is in fact a yearning for a pure love situated somewhere in a remote and distant corner of the world.