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A REPROACH AND THE ANSWER
THE Sun cried to the laughing Sea,
‘Leave thy sweet wiling!
Hast thou no depths of love in thee,
Too deep for smiling?’
But ever, till the day was done,
The Sea turned laughing to the Sun.
‘Leave thy sweet wiling!
Hast thou no depths of love in thee,
Too deep for smiling?’
But ever, till the day was done,
The Sea turned laughing to the Sun.
But in the darkness and the storm,
Could he discover
What terrors toss, what fears deform
His laughing lover?
Oh, vainly love prays love look sad
When his mere presence makes her glad.
Could he discover
What terrors toss, what fears deform
His laughing lover?
Oh, vainly love prays love look sad
When his mere presence makes her glad.
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