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THE LANGUAGE OF THE SEA.
I SPOKE—but if my voice was heard,
You did not answer me,
But looked with painful earnestness
Far at the foaming sea.
You did not answer me,
But looked with painful earnestness
Far at the foaming sea.
The breakers caught the glance and thought,
And in a wondrous strain,
With tones of solemn melody
They brought them back again.
And in a wondrous strain,
With tones of solemn melody
They brought them back again.
And what your glances did not tell
I heard in that deep voice,
And what to you was strange and sad
First made my heart rejoice.
I heard in that deep voice,
And what to you was strange and sad
First made my heart rejoice.
Oh, it was well that none around
Who laughed so merrily,
Had ever learned on life's great shore
The language of the sea.
Who laughed so merrily,
Had ever learned on life's great shore
The language of the sea.
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