you are most loved, most lost, most beautiful

You are no more, but sunken in a sea 

Sheer into dream, ten thousand leagues, you fell; 

And now you lie green-golden, while a bell 

Swings with the tide, my heart; and all is well 

Till I look down, and wavering, the spell - 

Your loveliness - returns. There in the sea, 

Where you lie amber-pale and coral-cool, 

You are most loved, most lost, most beautiful. 

 

[Genevieve Taggard {1894-1948} 'Sea-Change', from Poems of the Sea {Everyman’s Library Pocket Poets}]