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"The Path on the Rainbow", edited by George W. Cronyn, [1918],

The Lost Lagoon

It is dusk on the Lost Lagoon,

And we two dreaming the dusk away,

Beneath the drift of a twilight gray--

Beneath the drowse of an ending day

And the curve of a golden moon.

It is dark on the Lost Lagoon,

And gone are the depths of haunting blue,

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The grouping gulls, and the old canoe,

The singing firs, and the dusk and--you,

And gone is the golden moon.

O lure of the Lost Lagoon--

I dream tonight that my paddle blurs

The purple shade where the seaweed stirs--

I hear the call of the singing firs

In the hush of the golden moon.