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