I looked and saw a sea roofed over with rainbows, In the midst of each two lovers met and departed; Then the sky was full of faces with gold glories behind them.
“Lost on a fogbound spit of sand In shoes that pinched me, close at hand I heard the plash of Charon’s oar, Who ferries no one to a happy shore.”
W. H. Auden
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