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I tell you naught for your comfort, Yea, naught for your desire, Save that the sky grows darker yet And the sea rises higher.

Gilbert K. Chesterton
Sea, Sky, Desire
'The Ballad of the White Horse' (1911) bk. 1, p. 18
I tell you naught for your comfort, Yea, naught for your desire, Save that the sky grows darker yet And the sea rises higher.