Ainslee's magazine, Volume 16, No. 3, October, 1905 Chapter 18

CLEAVAGE of sea and sky,
Ever elusive line,
Though I follow it far,
Far as the Ultimate Isles,
Never it seems more nigh,—
Shifting shadow and shine,—
Dim as a distant star
That beckons and beguiles
Dawn-dream of my heart,
Dusk-dream of my soul,
Though I follow thee long
Into the night’s deep shades,
Never attained thou art,
Never I gain the goal;
Thou art like a song
That ever and ever evades.
Clinton Scollard.

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