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Sonnets Round the Coast

by H. D. Rawnsley
  

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X. SEA SYMPATHY.

Weighed down beneath the inevitable press
Of earthly calls, as frivolous as loud,
Hemmed in and vexed with the persistent crowd
Of things to do, that done are nothingness,
When lips that might have sung are musicless
For want of silent hearing, and the proud
Exacting hours move on behind a shroud
Of thought towards a tomb that none can bless;
Then let the singer seek a lonely shore—
There, like a man that dreams and walks in swound,
Wrapped all about with voices, lo, the din
That shuts the world without, shuts thought within,
And ocean, echoing to his heart's profound,
Shall stir his soul and melody restore.