By The North Sea Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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To Walter Theodore WattsA
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'We are what suns and winds and waters make us ' LandorB
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Sea wind and sun with light and sound and breathC
The spirit of man fulfilling these createD
That joy wherewith man's life grown passionateE
Gains heart to hear and sense to read and faithF
To know the secret word our Mother saithF
In silence and to see though doubt wax greatD
Death as the shadow cast by life on fateD
Passing whose shade we call the shadow of deathF
Brother to whom our Mother as to meG
Is dearer than all dreams of days undoneH
This song I give you of the sovereign threeG
That are as life and sleep and death are oneH
A song the sea wind gave me from the seaG
Where nought of man's endures before the sunH
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A land that is lonelier than ruinH
A sea that is stranger than deathF
Far fields that a rose never blew inI
Wan waste where the winds lack breathF
Waste endless and boundless and flowerlessG
But of marsh blossoms fruitless as freeG
Where earth lies exhausted as powerlessG
To strive with the seaG
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Far flickers the flight of the swallowsG
Far flutters the weft of the grassG
Spun dense over desolate hollowsG
More pale than the clouds as they passG
Thick woven as the weft of a witch isG
Round the heart of a thrall that hath sinnedJ
Whose youth and the wrecks of its richesG
Are waifs on the windK
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The pastures are herdless and sheeplessG
No pasture or shelter for herdsG
The wind is relentless and sleeplessG
And restless and songless the birdsG
Their cries from afar fall breathlessG
Their wings are as lightnings that fleeG
For the land has two lords that are deathlessG
Death's self and the seaG
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These twain as a king with his fellowL
Hold converse of desolate speechM
And her waters are haggard and yellowL
And crass with the scurf of the beachM
And his garments are grey as the hoaryG
Wan sky where the day lies dimN
And his power is to her and his gloryG
As hers unto himN
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In the pride of his power she rejoicesG
In her glory he glows and is gladO
In her darkness the sound of his voice isG
With his breath she dilates and is madO
'If thou slay me O death and outlive meG
Yet thy love hath fulfilled me of thee '-
'Shall I give thee not back if thou give meG
O sister O sea '-
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And year upon year dawns livingP
And age upon age drops deadQ
And his hand is not weary of givingP
And the thirst of her heart is not fedQ
And the hunger that moans in her passionH
And the rage in her hunger that roarsG
As a wolf's that the winter lays lash onR
Still calls and imploresG
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Her walls have no granite for girderB
No fortalice fronting her standsG
But reefs the bloodguiltiest of murderB
Are less than the banks of her sandsG
These number their slain by the thousandS
For the ship hath no surety to beG
When the bank is abreast of her bows andS
Aflush with the seaG
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No surety to stand and no shelterB
To dawn out of darkness but oneH
Out of waters that hurtle and welterB
No succour to dawn with the sunH
But a rest from the wind as it passesG
Where hardly redeemed from the wavesG
Lie thick as the blades of the grassesG
The dead in their gravesG
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A multitude noteless of numbersG
As wild weeds cast on an heapT
And sounder than sleep are their slumbersG
And softer than song is their sleepT
And sweeter than all things and strangerB
The sense if perchance it may beG
That the wind is divested of dangerB
And scatheless the seaG
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That the roar of the banks they breastedU
Is hurtless as bellowing of herdsG
And the strength of his wings that investedU
The wind as the strength of a bird'sG
As the sea mew's might or the swallow'sG
That cry to him back if he criesG
As over the graves and their hollowsG
Days darken and riseG
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As the souls of the dead men disburdenedU
And clean of the sins that they sinnedU
With a lovelier than man's life guerdonedU
And delight as a wave's in the windU
And delight as the wind's in the billowL
Birds pass and deride with their gleeG
The flesh that has dust for its pillowL
As wrecks have the seaG
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When the ways of the sun wax dimmerB
Wings flash through the dusk like beamsG
As the clouds in the lit sky glimmerB
The bird in the graveyard gleamsG
As the cloud at its wing's edge whitensG
When the clarions of sunrise are heardU
The graves that the bird's note brightensG
Grow bright for the birdU
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As the waves of the numberless watersG
That the wind cannot number who guidesG
Are the sons of the shore and the daughtersG
Here lulled by the chime of the tidesG
And here in the press of them standingP
We know not if these or if weG
Live truliest or anchored to landingP
Or drifted to seaG
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In the valley he named of decisionH
No denser were multitudes metU
When the soul of the seer in her visionH
Saw nations for doom of them setU
Saw darkness in dawn and the splendourB
Of judgment the sword and the rodU
But the doom here of death is more tenderB
And gentler the godU
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And gentler the wind from the drearyB
Sea banks by the waves overlappedU
Being weary speaks peace to the wearyB
From slopes that the tide stream hath sappedU
And sweeter than all that we call soG
The seal of their slumber shall beB
Till the graves that embosom them alsoG
Be sapped of the seaB
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For the heart of the waters is cruelV
And the kisses are dire of their lipsG
And their waves are as fire is to fuelV
To the strength of the sea faring shipsG
Though the sea's eye gleam as a jewelV
To the sun's eye back as he dipsG
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Though the sun's eye flash to the sea'sG
Live light of delight and of laughterB
And her lips breathe back to the breezeG
The kiss that the wind's lips waft herB
From the sun that subsides and seesG
No gleam of the storm's dawn afterB
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And the wastes of the wild sea marchesG
Where the borderers are matched in their mightU
Bleak fens that the sun's weight parchesG
Dense waves that reject his lightU
Change under the change coloured archesG
Of changeless morning and nightU
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The waves are as ranks enrolledU
Too close for the storm to severB
The fens lie naked and coldU
But their heart fails utterly neverB
The lists are set from of oldU
And the warfare endureth for everB
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Miles and miles and miles of desolationH
Leagues on leagues on leagues without a changeW
Sign or token of some eldest nationH
Here would make the strange land not so strangeW
Time forgotten yea since time's creationH
Seem these borders where the sea birds rangeW
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Slowly gladly full of peace and wonderB
Grows his heart who journeys here aloneX
Earth and all its thoughts of earth sink underB
Deep as deep in water sinks a stoneX
Hardly knows it if the rollers thunderB
Hardly whence the lonely wind is blownX
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Tall the plumage of the rush flower tossesG
Sharp and soft in many a curve and lineY
Gleam and glow the sea coloured marsh mossesG
Salt and splendid from the circling brineY
Streak on streak of glimmering seashine crossesG
All the land sea saturate as with wineY
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Far and far between in divers ordersG
Clear grey steeples cleave the low grey sky-
Fast and firm as time unshaken wardersG
Hearts made sure by faith by hope made high-
These alone in all the wild sea bordersG
Fear no blast of days and nights that die-
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All the land is like as one man's face isG
Pale and troubled still with change of caresG
Doubt and death pervade her clouded spacesG
Strength and length of life and peace are theirsG
Theirs alone amid these weary placesG
Seeing not how the wild world frets and faresG
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Firm and fast where all is cloud that changesG
Cloud clogged sunlight cloud by sunlight thinnedU
Stern and sweet above the sand hill rangesG
Watch the towers and tombs of men that sinnedU
Once now calm as earth whose only change isG
Wind and light and wind and cloud and windU
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Out and in and out the sharp straits wanderB
In and out and in the wild way strivesG
Starred and paved and lined with flowers that squanderB
Gold as golden as the gold of hivesG
Salt and moist and multiform but yonderB
See what sign of life or death survivesG
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Seen then only when the songs of oldenH
Harps were young whose echoes yet endureB
Hymned of Homer when his years were goldenH
Known of only when the world was pureB
Here is Hades manifest beholdenH
Surely surely here if aught be sureB
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Where the border line was crossed that sundering-
Death from life keeps weariness from restU
None can tell who fares here forward wondering-
None may doubt but here might end his questU
Here life's lightning joys and woes once thundering-
Sea like round him cease like storm suppressedU
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Here the wise wave wandering steadfast heartedU
Guest of many a lord of many a landU
Saw the shape or shade of years departedU
Saw the semblance risen and hard at handU
Saw the mother long from love's reach partedU
Anticleia like a statue standU
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Statue nay nor tissued image wovenH
Fair on hangings in his father's hallZ
Nay too fast her faith of heart was provenH
Far too firm her loveliest love of allZ
Love wherethrough the loving heart was clovenH
Love that hears not when the loud Fates callZ
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Love that lives and stands up re createdU
Then when life has ebbed and anguish fledU
Love more strong than death or all things fatedU
Child's and mother's lit by love and ledU
Love that found what life so long awaitedU
Here when life came down among the deadU
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Here where never came alive anotherB
Came her son across the sundering tideU
Crossed before by many a warrior brotherB
Once that warred on Ilion at his sideU
Here spread forth vain hands to clasp the motherB
Dead that sorrowing for his love's sake diedU
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Parted though by narrowest of divisionsG
Clasp he might not only might imploreB
Sundered yet by bitterest of derisionsG
Son and mother from the son she boreB
Here But all dispeopled here of visionsG
Lies forlorn of shadows even the shoreB
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All too sweet such men's Hellenic speech isG
All too fain they lived of light to seeG
Once to see the darkness of these beachesG
Once to sing this Hades found of meG
Ghostless all its gulfs and creeks and reachesG
Sky and shore and cloud and waste and seaG
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But aloft and afront of me faring-
Far forward as folk in a dreamA2
That strive between doubting and daring-
Right on till the goal for them gleamA2
Full forth till their goal on them lightenH
The harbour where fain they would beG
What headlands there darken and brightenH
What change in the seaG
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What houses and woodlands that nestleV
Safe inland to lee of the hillB2
As it slopes from the headlands that wrestleV
And succumb to the strong sea's willB2
Truce is not nor respite nor pityG
For the battle is waged not of handsG
Where over the grave of a cityG
The ghost of it standsG
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Where the wings of the sea wind slackenH
Green lawns to the landward thrive-
Fields brighten and pine woods blackenH
And the heat in their heart is alive-
They blossom and warble and murmurB
For the sense of their spirit is freeG
But harder to shoreward and firmerB
The grasp of the seaG
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Like ashes the low cliffs crumbleV
The banks drop down into dustU
The heights of the hills are made humbleV
As a reed's is the strength of their trustU
As a city's that armies environH
The strength of their stay is of sandU
But the grasp of the sea is as ironH
Laid hard on the landU
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A land that is thirstier than ruinH
A sea that is hungrier than deathF
Heaped hills that a tree never grew inH
Wide sands where the wave draws breathF
All solace is here for the spiritU
That ever for ever may beG
For the soul of thy son to inheritU
My mother my seaG
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O delight of the headlands and beachesG
O desire of the wind on the woldU
More glad than a man's when it reachesG
That end which it sought from of oldU
And the palm of possession is drearyG
To the sense that in search of it sinnedU
But nor satisfied ever nor wearyG
Is ever the windU
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The delight that he takes but in living-
Is more than of all things that live-
For the world that has all things for giving-
Has nothing so goodly to give-
But more than delight his desire isG
For the goal where his pinions would beG
Is immortal as air or as fire isG
Immense as the seaG
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Though hence come the moan that he borrowsG
From darkness and depth of the nightU
Though hence be the spring of his sorrowsG
Hence too is the joy of his mightU
The delight that his doom is for everB
To seek and desire and rejoiceG
And the sense that eternity neverB
Shall silence his voiceG
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That satiety never may stifleV
Nor weariness ever estrangeW
Nor time be so strong as to rifleV
Nor change be so great as to changeW
His gift that renews in the giving-
The joy that exalts him to beG
Alone of all elements living-
The lord of the seaG
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What is fire that its flame should consume herB
More fierce than all fires are her wavesG
What is earth that its gulfs should entomb herB
More deep are her own than their gravesG
Life shrinks from his pinions that coverB
The darkness by thunders bedinnedU
But she knows him her lord and her loverB
The godhead of windU
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For a season his wings are about herB
His breath on her lips for a spaceG
Such rapture he wins not without herB
In the width of his worldwide raceG
Though the forests bow down and the mountainsG
Wax dark and the tribes of them fleeG
His delight is more deep in the fountainsG
And springs of the seaG
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There are those too of mortals that love himN
There are souls that desire and requireB
Be the glories of midnight above himN
Or beneath him the daysprings of fireB
And their hearts are as harps that approve himN
And praise him as chords of a lyreB
That were fain with their music to move himN
To meet their desireB
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To descend through the darkness to grace themC2
Till darkness were lovelier than lightU
To encompass and grasp and embrace themC2
Till their weakness were one with his mightU
With the strength of his wings to caress themC2
With the blast of his breath to set freeG
With the mouths of his thunders to bless themC2
For sons of the seaG
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For these have the toil and the guerdonH
That the wind has eternally theseG
Have part in the boon and the burdenH
Of the sleepless unsatisfied breezeG
That finds not but seeking rejoicesG
That possession can work him no wrong-
And the voice at the heart of their voice isG
The sense of his song-
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For the wind's is their doom and their blessing-
To desire and have always above-
A possession beyond their possessing-
A love beyond reach of their love-
Green earth has her sons and her daughtersG
And these have their guerdons but weG
Are the wind's and the sun's and the water'sG
Elect of the seaG
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For the sea too seeks and rejoicesG
Gains and loses and gainsG
And the joy of her heart's own choice isG
As ours and as ours are her painsG
As the thoughts of our hearts are her voicesG
And as hers is the pulse of our veinsG
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Her fields that know not of dearthF
Nor lie for their fruit's sake fallowG
Laugh large in the depth of their mirthF
But inshore here in the shallowG
Embroiled with encumbrance of earthF
Their skirts are turbid and yellowG
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The grime of her greed is upon herB
The sign of her deed is her soilD2
As the earth's is her own dishonourB
And corruption the crown of her toilD2
She hath spoiled and devoured and her honourB
Is this to be shamed by her spoilD2
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But afar where pollution is noneH
Nor ensign of strife nor endeavourB
Where her heart and the sun's are oneH
And the soil of her sin comes neverB
She is pure as the wind and the sunH
And her sweetness endureth for everB
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Death and change and darkness everlasting-
Deaf that hears not what the daystar saithF
Blind past all remembrance and forecasting-
Dead past memory that it once drew breathF
These above the washing tides and wasting-
Reign and rule this land of utter deathF
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Change of change darkness of darkness hiddenH
Very death of very death begunH
When none knows the knowledge is forbiddenH
Self begotten self proceeding oneH
Born not made abhorred unchained unchiddenH
Night stands here defiant of the sunH
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Change of change and death of death begottenH
Darkness born of darkness one and threeB
Ghostly godhead of a world forgottenH
Crowned with heaven enthroned on land and seaB
Here where earth with dead men's bones is rottenH
God of Time thy likeness worships theeB
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Lo thy likeness of thy desolationH
Shape and figure of thy might O LordU
Formless form incarnate miscreationH
Served of all things living and abhorredU
Earth herself is here thine incarnationH
Time of all things born on earth adoredU
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All that worship thee are fearful of theeB
No man may not worship thee for fearB
Prayers nor curses prove not nor disprove theeB
Move nor change thee with our change of cheerB
All at last though all abhorred thee love theeB
God the sceptre of whose throne is hereB
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Here thy throne and sceptre of thy stationH
Here the palace paven for thy feetU
Here thy sign from nation unto nationH
Passed as watchword for thy guards to greetU
Guards that go before thine exaltationH
Ages clothed with bitter years and sweetU
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Here where sharp the sea bird shrills his dittyB
Flickering flame wise through the clear live calmE2
Rose triumphal crowning all a cityB
Roofs exalted once with prayer and psalmF2
Built of holy hands for holy pityB
Frank and fruitful as a sheltering palmE2
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Church and hospice wrought in faultless fashionH
Hall and chancel bounteous and sublimeG2
Wide and sweet and glorious as compassionH
Filled and thrilled with force of choral chimeG2
Filled with spirit of prayer and thrilled with passionH
Hailed a God more merciful than TimeG2
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Ah less mighty less than Time prevailing-
Shrunk expelled made nothing at his nodU
Less than clouds across the sea line sailing-
Lies he stricken by his master's rodU
'Where is man ' the cloister murmurs wailing-
Back the mute shrine thunders 'Where is God '-
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Here is all the end of all his gloryB
Dust and grass and barren silent stonesG
Dead like him one hollow tower and hoaryB
Naked in the sea wind stands and moansG
Filled and thrilled with its perpetual storyB
Here where earth is dense with dead men's bonesG
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Low and loud and long a voice for everB
Sounds the wind's clear story like a song-
Tomb from tomb the waves devouring severB
Dust from dust as years relapse along-
Graves where men made sure to rest and neverB
Lie dismantled by the seasons' wrong-
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Now displaced devoured and desecratedU
Now by Time's hands darkly disinterredU
These poor dead that sleeping here awaitedU
Long the archangel's re creating wordU
Closed about with roofs and walls high gatedU
Till the blast of judgment should be heardU
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Naked shamed cast out of consecrationH
Corpse and coffin yea the very gravesG
Scoffed at scattered shaken from their stationH
Spurned and scourged of wind and sea like slavesG
Desolate beyond man's desolationH
Shrink and sink into the waste of wavesG
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Tombs with bare white piteous bones protrudedU
Shroudless down the loose collapsing banksG
Crumble from their constant place detrudedU
That the sea devours and gives not thanksG
Graves where hope and prayer and sorrow broodedU
Gape and slide and perish ranks on ranksG
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Rows on rows and line by line they crumbleV
They that thought for all time through to beB
Scarce a stone whereon a child might stumbleV
Breaks the grim field paced alone of meB
Earth and man and all their gods wax humbleV
Here where Time brings pasture to the seaB
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But afar on the headland exaltedU
But beyond in the curl of the bayH2
From the depth of his dome deep vaultedU
Our father is lord of the dayH2
Our father and lord that we followG
For deathless and ageless is heB
And his robe is the whole sky's hollowG
His sandal the seaB
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Where the horn of the headland is sharperB
And her green floor glitters with fireB
The sea has the sun for a harperB
The sun has the sea for a lyreB
The waves are a pavement of amberB
By the feet of the sea winds trodU
To receive in a god's presence chamberB
Our father the GodU
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Time haggard and changeful and hoaryB
Is master and God of the landU
But the air is fulfilled of the gloryB
That is shed from our lord's right handU
O father of all of us everB
All glory be only to theeB
From heaven that is void of thee neverB
And earth and the seaB
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O Sun whereof all is beholdenH
Behold now the shadow of this deathF
This place of the sepulchres oldenH
And emptied and vain as a breathF
The bloom of the bountiful heatherB
Laughs broadly beyond in thy lightU
As dawn with her glories to gatherB
At darkness and nightU
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Though the Gods of the night lie rottenH
And their honour be taken awayH2
And the noise of their names forgottenH
Thou Lord art God of the dayH2
Thou art father and saviour and spiritU
O Sun of the soul that is freeB
And hath grace of thy grace to inheritU
Thine earth and thy seaB
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The hills and the sands and the beachesG
The waters adrift and afarB
The banks and the creeks and the reachesG
How glad of thee all these areB
The flowers overflowing overcrowdedU
Are drunk with the mad wind's mirthF
The delight of thy coming uncloudedU
Makes music of earthF
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I last least voice of her voicesG
Give thanks that were mute in me long-
To the soul in my soul that rejoicesG
For the song that is over my song-
Time gives what he gains for the giving-
Or takes for his tribute of meB
My dreams to the wind everliving-
My song to the seaB

Algernon Charles Swinburne



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