270 One Life of so much Consequence! Yet I—for it—would pay My Soul's entire income In ceaseless—salary One Pearl—to me—so signal That I would instant dive Although—I knew—to take it Would cost me—just a life! The Sea is full—I know it! That—does not blur my Gem! It burns—distinct from all the row Intact—in Diadem! The life is thick—I know it! Yet—not so dense a crowd But Monarchs—are perceptible Far down the dustiest Road!