In a scene in a dream [that's so far away]
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At eve's recline, they sat and stood, and stared
Still as the silence round about their lair;
Wave upon wave hung about their heads
Like cloud on cloud.
No stir of air was there,
Not so much life on this summer’s day
Robs not one light seed from the grain of sand,
But where the surf flattened fell, there did it rest.
After Hyperion by Keats, 1818-1819
NOTE: this presentation is a composite of several photographs: the painting does not exist.
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