Monthly Archives: October 2006

Japanese pearl diver

Japanese woman pearl diver, in 1968. The image accompanies a 2005 news item on Discovery.com about a tankless breathing system for divers. 

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Pauline Pavlona

Ah! then you know! I thought to tell you first. Not here, beneath these hundred curious eyes, In all this glare of light; but in some place Where I could throw me at your feet and weep. In what shape … Continue reading

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The Drowned Mariner

Alone in the dark, alone on the wave, To buffet the storm alone, To struggle aghast at thy watery grave, To struggle and feel there is none to save,— God shield thee, helpless one! The stout limbs yield, for their … Continue reading

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Amoret and the River-God

God. What powerful charms my streams do bring Back again unto their spring, With such force, that I their god, Three times striking with my rod, Could not keep them in their ranks? My fishes shoot into the banks; There’s … Continue reading

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Comus

There is a gentle Nymph not far from hence, That with moist curb sways the smooth Severn stream, Sabrina is her name, a Virgin pure, Whilom she was the daughter of Locrine, That had the Scepter from his father Brute. … Continue reading

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In a Copy of Omar Khayyam

These pearls of thought in Persian gulfs were bred, Each softly lucent as a rounded moon; The diver Omar plucked them from their bed, Fitzgerald strung them on an English thread. Fit rosary for a queen, in shape and hue, … Continue reading

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Bathing in the Windrush

Their lifted arms disturb the pearl And hazel stream And move like swanbeams through the yielding Pool above the water’s whirl As water swirls and falls through the torn field. Earth bares its bodies as a burden: Arms on a … Continue reading

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Seashore

Behold the Sea, The opaline, the plentiful and strong, Yet beautiful as is the rose in June, Fresh as the trickling rainbow of July; Sea full of food, the nourisher of kinds, Purger of earth, and medicine of men; Creating … Continue reading

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On Sanazar’s Being Honoured with Six Hundred Duckets by the Clarissimi of Venice, for Composing an Eligiack Hexastick of the City. A Satyer

There is a creature, (if I may so call That unto which they do all prostrate fall) Term’d mistress, when they’r angry; but, pleas’d high, It is a princesse, saint, divinity. To this they sacrifice the whole days light, Then … Continue reading

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