Sonnets and Songs — In Tonga

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_In Tonga_ The windy rain beats, beats about my door-- Alas for love when love goes wandering!

The dawn mist rises on the forest floor-- Alas for life when love goes wandering!

With wet, green leaves the palm-trees lash the night, The pitiless trades drive wild gods in their flight.

And, ah, my lover!

Moons have come and gone, The fighting ended, still he lingers on.

Sleepless I hear the demon wind above-- Alas for love when love goes wandering!

And I must wed with one I do not love-- Alas for life when love goes wandering!