Dive deep, shall I, in dreams, thy waves conceal;
So deeper hath thy fortunes still unmet,
That once combined, fear not, that once complete,
To me shall speak completeness redefined.
Should every fortune hunter so reveal
Such bounty; though thou keepest him beset?
Yet sleet nor snow nor ice shall once defeat
His voyage to complete; nor that combined,
His efforts shall in any way appeal
To mercy, nor his fever to abet.
Within thy depths, marks danger, not deceit….
But wake thyself my love, be still thy mind;
This dream were not but real–this silhouette–
Let not this ghost-ship treat thee so unkind.