enisles

Updated: May 17, 2025

"With ivory comb, Daylong thou dalliest dreaming where The rainbow foam Enisles thy murmuring home: Home too for me, though I behold it ne'er! "Yet when the bird Is tired, and each little wave, Aloft is heard A call, reminds thee gird Thy robe and climb to where the summits rave: "Yea, to the white Lone sea-mark shaken on the verge 'What of the night? Ah, climb ah, lift the light!

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - Sir John Constantine : Memoirs of His Adventures At Home and Abroad and Particularly in the Island of Corsica: Beginning with the Year 1756