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With short, sharp violent lights made vivid, |
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To southward far as the sight can roam, |
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Only the swirl of the surges livid, |
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The seas that climb and the surfs that comb. |
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Only the crag and the cliff to nor'ward, |
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The rocks receding, and reefs flung forward, |
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Waifs wreck'd seaward and wasted shoreward, |
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On shallows sheeted with flaming foam. |
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A grim, gray coast and a seaboard ghastly, |
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And shores trod seldom by feet of men - |
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Where the batter'd hull and the broken mast lie, |
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They have lain embedded these long years ten. |
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Love! Love! when we wandered here together, |
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Hand in hand! Hand in hand through the sparkling weather, |
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From the heights and hollows of fern and heather, |
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God surely loved us a little then. |
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The skies were fairer, the shores were firmer - |
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The blue sea over the bright sand roll'd; |
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Babble and prattle, and ripple and murmur, |
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Sheen of silver and glamour of gold. |
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Sheen of silver and glamour of gold. |
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So, girt with tempest and wing'd with thunder |
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And clad with lightning and shod with sleet, |
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And strong winds treading the swift waves under |
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The flying rollers with frothy feet. |
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One gleam like a bloodshot sword-blade swims on |
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The sky line, staining the green gulf crimson, |
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A death-stroke fiercely dealt by a dim sun |
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That strikes through his stormy winding sheet. |
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O brave white horses! you gather and gallop, |
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The storm sprite loosens the gusty rains; |
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O brave white horses! you gather and gallop, |
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The storm sprite loosens the gusty rains; |
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Now the stoutest ship were the frailest shallop |
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In your hollow backs, on your high-arched manes. |
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I would ride as never man has ridden |
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In your sleepy, swirling surges hidden; |
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I would ride as never man has ridden |
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To gulfs foreshadow'd through strifes forbidden, |
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Where no light wearies and no love wanes. |
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No love, |
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Where no love, no love wanes. |
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