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What are the wild waves saying,
Sister, the whole day long,
That ever amid our playing
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What are the wild waves saying,
Sister, the whole day long,
That ever amid our playing
I hear but their low, lone song?
I never was on the dull, tame shore,
But I loved the great sea more and more.
I never was on the dull, tame shore,
But I loved the great sea more and more.
That make the meadows green; and, poured round all,
Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,--
Are but read more
That make the meadows green; and, poured round all,
Old Ocean's gray and melancholy waste,--
Are but the solemn decorations all
Of the great tomb of man.
The sea! the sea! the open sea!
The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
Without a mark, read more
The sea! the sea! the open sea!
The blue, the fresh, the ever free!
Without a mark, without a bound,
It runneth the earth's wide regions round;
It plays with the clouds; it mocks the skies;
Or like a cradled creature lies.
The sea is flowing ever,
The land retains it never.
The sea is flowing ever,
The land retains it never.
The breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast;
And the woods against a stormy read more
The breaking waves dashed high
On a stern and rock-bound coast;
And the woods against a stormy sky,
Their giant branches toss'd.
Alone I walked on the ocean strand,
A pearly shell was in my hand;
I stooped, and read more
Alone I walked on the ocean strand,
A pearly shell was in my hand;
I stooped, and wrote upon the sand
My name, the year, the day.
As onward from the sport I passed,
One lingering look behind I cast,
A wave came rolling high and fast,
And washed my lines away.
He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a
pot of ointment.
He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a
pot of ointment.
When I made the cloud the garment thereof, and thick darkness a
swaddlingband for it,
And brake up read more
When I made the cloud the garment thereof, and thick darkness a
swaddlingband for it,
And brake up for it my decreed place, and set bars and doors,
And said, Hitherto shalt thou come, but no further: and here
shall thy proud waves be stayed?