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Letter X A Retrospect	A
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I walk again beside the roaring sea	B
And once again I harken to the speech	C
Of waves exulting on the madden'd beach	C
A sound of awful joy it seems to me	B
A shuddering sound of God's eternity	B
Telling of things beyond the sage's reach	C
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I walk alone I see the bounding waves	D
Curl'd into foam I watch them as they leap	E
Like wild sea horses loosen'd from the deep	E
And well I know that they have seen the graves	D
Of shipwreck'd sailors for Disaster paves	D
The fearful fields where reapers cannot reap	E
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III	-
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Out there in islands where the summer sun	F
Goes down in tempest there are loathsome things	G
That crawl to shore and flap unsightly wings	G
But here there are no monsters that can run	F
To catch the limbs of bathers no not one	F
And here the wind is harmless when it stings	G
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IV	H
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There is a glamour all about the bay	I
As if the nymphs of Greece had tarried here	J
The sands are golden and the rocks appear	K
Crested with silver and the breezes play	I
Snatches of song they humm'd when far away	I
And then are hush'd as if from sudden fear	K
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V	H
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They think of thee They hunt they meditate	L
They will not quit the shore till they have seen	M
The very spot where thou did'st stand serene	M
In all thy beauty and of me they prate	L
Knowing I love thee And like one elate	L
The grand old sea remembers what hath been	N
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VI	H
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How many hours how many days we met	L
Here on the beach in that delirious time	O
When all the waves appear'd to break in rhyme	O
Life was a joy and love was like a debt	L
Paid and repaid in kisses good to get	L
And good to lose unhoarded yet sublime	O
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VII	H
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We wander'd here We saw the tide advance	P
We saw it ebb We saw the widow'd shore	Q
Waiting for Ocean with its organ roar	Q
Knowing that day by day through happy chance	P
She would be wooed anew amid the dance	P
Of bridal waves high bounding as before	Q
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VIII	H
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And I remember how at flush of morn	R
Thou didst depart alone to find a nook	S
Where none could see thee where a lover's look	S
Were profanation worse than any scorn	R
And how I went my way among the corn	R
To wait for thee beside the Shepherd's brook	S
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IX	P
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And lo from out a cave thou didst emerge	T
Sweet as thyself the flower of Womankind	L
I know 'twas thus for in my secret mind	L
I see thee now I see thee in the surge	T
Of those wild waves well knowing that they urge	T
Some idle wish untalk'd of to the wind	L
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X	P
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I think the beach was thankful to have known	U
Thy warm white body and the blessedness	P
Of thy first shiver and I well can guess	P
How when thy limbs were toss'd and overthrown	U
The sea was pleased and every smallest stone	U
And every wave was proud of thy caress	P
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XI	P
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A maiden diving with dishevell'd hair	V
Sheer from a rock a syren of the deep	E
Call'd into action ere a wave could leap	E
Breast high to daunt her Daphne by a prayer	V
Lured from a forest for the sea to bear	V
This were a dream to fill a poet's sleep	E
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XII	P
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This were a thing for Phoebus to have eyed	L
And he did eye it Yea the Deathless One	F
Did eye thy beauty It was madly done	F
He saw thee in the rising of the tide	L
He saw thee well The truth is not denied	L
The shore was proud to show thee to the sun	F
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XIII	P
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Never since Venus at a god's decree	P
Uprose from ocean has there lived on earth	W
A face like thine a form of so much worth	W
And nowhere has the moon obeying sea	P
Known such perfection down from head to knee	P
And knee to foot since that Olympian birth	W
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XIV	H
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And sooth the moon was anxious to have placed	L
Her head beside thee on the waters bright	L
But she was foil'd for thou so late at night	L
Wouldst not go forth no not to be embraced	L
By Nature's Queen though round about the waist	L
She would have ring'd thee with her softest light	L
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XV	H
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Ah me had I a lute of sovereign power	X
I would enlarge on this and plainly show	Y
That there is nothing like thee here below	Y
Nothing so comely nothing in its dower	Z
Of youth and grace so like a human flower	X
And white withal and guiltless as the snow	Y
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XVI	H
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For thou art fair as lilies with the flush	A2
That roses have while waiting for a kiss	P
And when thou smilest nothing comes amiss	P
The earth is glad to see thy dimpled blush	A2
Had I the lute of Orpheus I would hush	A2
All meaner sounds to tell the stars of this	P
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XVII	H
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I would I swear by Pallas' own consent	L
Inform all creatures whom the stars behold	L
That thou art mine and that a pen of gold	L
With ink of fire though by an angel lent	L
Were all too poor to tell my true content	L
And how I love thee seven times seventy fold	L
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XVIII	H
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And sure am I that in the ancient days	P
Achilles heard no voice so passing sweet	L
And none so trancing none that could compete	L
With thine for fervour none in watery ways	P
Where Neptune dwelt so worthy of the praise	P
Of Thetis' son the sure and swift of feet	L
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XIX	P
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He never met upon the plains of Troy	B2
Goddess or maiden so divinely fraught	L
Not Helen's self for whom the Trojans fought	L
Was like to thee Her love had much alloy	B2
But thine has none Her beauty was a toy	B2
But thine's a gem unsullied and unbought	B2
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XX	P
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And ne'er was seen by poet in a sweven	Y
An eye like thine a face so fair to see	P
As that which makes the sunlight sweet to me	P
Nor need I wait for death or for the levin	Y
In yonder cloud to find the path to Heaven	Y
It fronts me here 'Tis manifest in thee	P