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THE SEA'S MESSAGE
“Behold the friend of children!”
Said the Sea unto the Sand.
“Let them love me where my waters
Make a marriage with the land.
In my shallows many a treasure
Gleams to win their pretty leisure,
As I kiss their feet in pleasure,”
Said the Sea unto the Sand.
Said the Sea unto the Sand.
“Let them love me where my waters
Make a marriage with the land.
In my shallows many a treasure
Gleams to win their pretty leisure,
As I kiss their feet in pleasure,”
Said the Sea unto the Sand.
“Here's a rainbow on a pebble,”
Said the Sea unto the Sand;
“For the babies on my beaches
Round the world it has been planned.
I have fish to pass them fleetly,
I have sponge to wash them neatly,
And a tune to hum them sweetly,”
Said the Sea unto the Sand.
Said the Sea unto the Sand;
“For the babies on my beaches
Round the world it has been planned.
I have fish to pass them fleetly,
I have sponge to wash them neatly,
And a tune to hum them sweetly,”
Said the Sea unto the Sand.
“When their little hearts are weary,”
Said the Sea unto the Sand,
“Of the lanes and lawns of counties
Far beyond my golden strand,
Let them bring their pining faces
To my kisses and embraces,
Dig their forts and run their races,”
Said the Sea unto the Sand.
Said the Sea unto the Sand,
“Of the lanes and lawns of counties
Far beyond my golden strand,
Let them bring their pining faces
To my kisses and embraces,
Dig their forts and run their races,”
Said the Sea unto the Sand.
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