III
When I heard at the close of the day how I 
                 had been praised in the Capitol, still it 
                 was not a happy night for me that 
                 followed; 
And elseNor when I caroused — Or
—Nor^when my  ^favorite plans were 
                 accomplished — was I really happy, 
                 it was well enough — Still I was not
                 happy; 
       But the thattheat^thatday whenwhenI rose at
                 dawn from the bed of perfect health, 
                 electric, inhaling sweet breath, 
       When I saw the full moon in the west grow 
                 pale and disappear in the morning 
                 light, 
       When I wandered alone over the beach, and 
                 undressing, bathed, laughing with the 
                 waters, and saw the sun rise,
       And when I thought how my friend, my lover,
                was coming, then O^ I was happy; 
OtTheneEach breath tasted sweeter—and 
                 all that day my food nourished me 
                 more—And the beautiful day passed 
                 well, 
       And the next came with equal joy—And with
                 the next at evening, came my friend, 
       And that night, while all was still, I heard the 
                 waters roll slowly continually up the 
                 shores 
       I heard the hissing rustle of the liquid and 
                 sands, as directed to me, whispering, 
                 to congratulate me,—For the friend I 
                 love lay sleeping by my side, 
       In the stillness his face was inclined towards 
                 me, while the moon's clear beams 
                 shone, And his arm lay lightly over my 
                 breast—And that night I was happy. 
(on this leaf, beneath the paste-over, is an earlier version of the conclusion, with no strikethroughs)
And that night O you happy waters, I heard 
               you beating the shores—But my heart
               beat happier than you—for he I love is
               returned and sleeping by my side, 
     And that night in the stillness his face was
               inclined toward me while the moon's
               clear beams shone, 
     And his arm lay lightly over my breast—And 
               that night I was happy.