<h2>TO-DAY.</h2>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The sea and the sky are in love to-day,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Their forms are the forms of one;</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">And ships that sit on the lip of the bay,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Coming and going the other way,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Are sparks in the sparkling sun.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The shape and shadow of yachts that slip</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Embayed by the land's long sweep</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Are phantoms that cover a phantom ship,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">While out on the shoals the summer gulls dip—</span><br/>
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<span style="margin-left: 2em;">To-day is a day asleep.</span><br/>
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