" Courage," he said, 

 toward the land, 

 " This mounting wave will 



us shoreward soon." 

 And in the afternoon they came 



unto a land 



In which it seemed to be always 

 afternoon. 



Full-faced above 



the moon; 

 And like a downward smoke, the 



slender stream 



Along the cliff to fall and pause and 

 fall did seem. 



ALFRED, LORD TENNYSON, 

 The Lotus Eaters. 



