[00:14.174] High howled the wind, the Ocean hurled[00:16.819] His mass of crested jet uncurled[00:19.529] Against the sea-wall and the tower[00:21.837] Where Dahud and her paramour[00:23.706] In shuttered silence , silky white[00:25.695] Lay side by side the live-long night[00:29.029] Confusedly in Dahud's arm[00:31.186] He felt presentiment of harm[00:33.316] Raising his ears from her white skin[00:35.532] And heart's noise , to the people's din[00:38.095] And beyond them , the growling roar[00:40.517] Of angry Ocean at the door.[00:46.610] "Go to the window," then said she,[00:52.195] "Tell me the movement of the sea.[00:57.733] His colour and his strategy."[01:03.905] "Lady, his waves are green as glass,[01:08.607] The sky is jet , the small skiffs pass.[01:12.234] From gulf to gulf like flying things[01:16.490] Soaked through, sucked down, with sodden wings."[01:27.003] "Then come to me and my embrace --[01:32.931] I will press kisses on thy face[01:38.311] Whose heat and sharpness shall occlude[01:44.038] The murmuring of the multitude,[01:49.933] The rumble of the waters rude.[01:55.824] The murmuring of the multitude."[02:42.117] "Go to the window, tell to me[02:47.483] The height and movement of the sea[02:53.528] His colour and his strategy."[02:59.629] "Lady, his wave are black and boil,[03:04.166] Like stinking pitch, like raging oil,[03:08.084] He mounts and mounts, his million jaws[03:12.342] Snatch at the tower with open maws."[04:00.488] "No one, no myriad, open, high,[04:04.620] Lady I cannot see the sky.[04:08.261] The stars are out, the waters race,[04:11.930] The very tower sways and strains."[04:15.955] He laughs with rage, flings his fist down,[04:19.914] "Now rise up, lady, or we drown."[04:28.984] Christabel LaMotte, The City of Is[04:29.550] Possession, A S Byatt