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SOLITUDE. |
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SOLITUDE.
Alone, alone, and all alone!
What could more lonely be?
'Neath the mist-wove pall of a dull grey night,
On a treeless shore and bare;
Nor wind's low sigh,
Nor sea-birds' cry,
Stirring the stagnant air;
And only one dim beacon-light
Far-twinkling o'er the sea.
What could more lonely be?
'Neath the mist-wove pall of a dull grey night,
On a treeless shore and bare;
Nor wind's low sigh,
Nor sea-birds' cry,
Stirring the stagnant air;
And only one dim beacon-light
Far-twinkling o'er the sea.
And the wave that raved but yesternight,
So blustering and so wild,
Is smooth and faint, and crestless quite,
And breaks on the sand as faint and slight
As the whispers of a child.
Alone, alone, and all alone,
By the sad and silent sea,
On one far-twinkling beacon-light
I look out through the dull grey night,
And only God with me!
So blustering and so wild,
Is smooth and faint, and crestless quite,
And breaks on the sand as faint and slight
As the whispers of a child.
Alone, alone, and all alone,
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On one far-twinkling beacon-light
I look out through the dull grey night,
And only God with me!
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