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EVENING BY THE SEA
With noble waste of lazy hours
I loitered, till I saw the moon,
A rosy pearl, hang vast and strange
Above the long gray dune!
I loitered, till I saw the moon,
A rosy pearl, hang vast and strange
Above the long gray dune!
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And hither, thither, as I went,
My ancient friend the sea beside,
Whatever tune my spirit sang
The dear old comrade tried.
My ancient friend the sea beside,
Whatever tune my spirit sang
The dear old comrade tried.
Bar Harbor, 1892.
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