Where the dark woods do meet the sea, Let winds wild from the sea Call me not without a reason;
Where trees that the winds blow straight,
And the tides, with your beauty complete,
Will come to feast my gaze into your being.
- William Morris
Where the dark woods do meet the sea, Let winds wild from the sea Call me not without a reason;
Where trees that the winds blow straight,
And the tides, with your beauty complete,
Will come to feast my gaze into your being.