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METEORS by ANNA PHILIPINE EICHBERG

First Line: TEARS OF GOLD THE HEAVENS WEPT
Last Line: WITH TEARS OF GOLD IN FLOWING HAIR.
Subject(s): METEORS;

TEARS of gold the heavens wept;
They fell and were by billows swept
Into the sea, 'mid coral caves,
Where roll the ever-restless waves.

And thus they lay, till they were found
By mermaids on the ocean's ground.
The sea-nymphs took the gems so rare,
And wound them in their sea-green hair.

And often now some summer's night
The ocean gleams with golden light
Caused by the mermaids sporting there
With tears of gold in flowing hair.



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