 | Poems of Charles Warren Stoddard . |  |
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WIND AND WAVE
O when I hear at sea
The water on our lee,
I fancy that I hear the wind
That combs my hemlock tree:
The water on our lee,
I fancy that I hear the wind
That combs my hemlock tree:
But when beneath that tree
I listen eagerly,
I seem to hear the rushing wave
I heard far out at sea.
I listen eagerly,
I seem to hear the rushing wave
I heard far out at sea.
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