AT THE SEASIDE.
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To play child's play with shells and weeds,
And view the ocean grand
Sunk to one wave that may submerge
A baby-house of sand;
And view the ocean grand
Sunk to one wave that may submerge
A baby-house of sand;
And not once look, or look by chance,
With old dreams quite supprest,
Across that mystic wild sea-world
Of infinite unrest.
With old dreams quite supprest,
Across that mystic wild sea-world
Of infinite unrest.
O ever solitary sea,
Of which we all have found
Somewhat to dream or say,—the type
Of things without a bound—
Of which we all have found
Somewhat to dream or say,—the type
Of things without a bound—
Love, long as life, and strong as death;
Faith, humble as sublime;
Eternity, whose large depths hold
The wrecks of this small Time;—
Faith, humble as sublime;
Eternity, whose large depths hold
The wrecks of this small Time;—
Unchanging, everlasting sea!
To spirits soothed and calm
Thy restless moan of other years
Becomes an endless psalm.
To spirits soothed and calm
Thy restless moan of other years
Becomes an endless psalm.
