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A book of Bristol sonnets

By H. D. Rawnsley

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THE SEA-WALL;
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 


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THE SEA-WALL;

AFTER RETURNING FROM SWITZERLAND.

Fresh from the awe of that white mountain world,
Thy picture, Avon, ever at my side,
I still had hope to find thee in thy pride,
Thy sails with no less marvel spread or furled!
But thou from thine old royalty art hurled;
For I have climbed where God sits glorified,
Have known floods stronger, rocks more deeply dyed,
Where storm-winds writhed, not tender mists were curled!
God, shall love cease when hearts in loving grow;
Shall the dear dead have passed in knowledge on?
Yon tide, that ebbs, will yet return and flow,
Though with great deeps it held communion:
And 'tis my faith that they, who loved below,
Must love hereafter in their love of One!