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Far out at sea there has been a storm	A
And still as they roll their liquid acres	B
High heaped the billows lower and glisten	C
The air is laden moist and warm	A
With the dying tempest's breath	D
And as I walk the lonely strand	E
With sea weed strewn my forehead fanned	E
By wet salt winds I watch the breakers	B
Furious sporting tossed and tumbling	F
Shatter here with a dreadful rumbling	F
Watch and muse and vainly listen	C
To the inarticulate mumbling	F
Of the hoary headed deep	G
For who may tell me what it saith	D
Muttering moaning as in sleep	G
	-
Slowly and heavily	H
Comes in the sea	H
With memories of storm o'erfreighted	E
With heaving heart and breath abated	E
Pregnant with some mysterious endless sorrow	I
And seamed with many a gaping sighing furrow	I
	-
Slowly and heavily	H
Grows the green water mound	E
But drawing ever nigher	I
Towering ever higher	I
Swollen with an inward rage	J
Naught but ruin can assuage	J
Swift now without sound	E
Creeps stealthily	H
Up to the shore	I
Creeps creeps and undulates	K
As one dissimulates	K
Till swayed by hateful frenzy	K
Through passion grown immense he	K
Bursts forth hostilely	H
And rising a smooth billow	H
Its swelling sunlit dome	L
Thinned to a tumid ledge	M
With keen curved edge	M
Like the scornful curl	H
Of lips that snarl	H
O'ertops itself and breaks	K
Into a raving foam	L
So springs upon the shore	I
With a hungry roar	I
Its first fierce anger slakes	K
On the stony shallow	H
And runs up on the land	E
Licking the smooth hard sand	E
Relentless cold yet wroth	D
And dies in savage froth	D
	-
Then with its backward swirl	H
The sands and the stones how they whirl	H
O fiercely doth it draw	I
Them to its chasm'd maw	I
And against it in vain	N
They linger and strain	N
And as they slip away	O
Into the seething gray	O
Fill all the thunderous air	I
With the horror of their despair	I
And their wild terror wreak	P
In one hoarse wailing shriek	P
	-
But scarce is this done	C
When another one	C
Falls like the bolt from a bellowing gun	C
And sucks away the shore	I
As that did before	I
And another shall smother it o'er	I
	-
Then there's a lull a half hush	Q
And forward the little waves rush	Q
Toppling and hurrying	F
Each other worrying	F
And in their haste	E
Run to waste	E
	-
Yet again is heard the trample	H
Of the surges high and ample	H
Their dreadful meeting	F
The wild and sudden breaking	F
The dinting and battering and beating	F
And swift forsaking	F
	-
And ever they burst and boom	R
A numberless host	E
Like heralds of doom	R
To the trembling coast	E
And ever the tangled spray	O
Is tossed from the fierce affray	O
And as with spectral arms	K
That taunt and beckon and mock	S
And scatter vague alarms	K
Clasps and unclasps the rock	S
Listlessly over it wanders	K
Moodily madly maunders	K
And hissingly falls	K
From the glistening walls	K
	-
So all day along the shore	O
Shout the breakers green and hoar	O
Weaving out their weird tune	T
Till at night the full moon	T
Weds the dark with that ring	F
Of gold that you see her fling	F
On the misty air	O
Then homeward slow returning	F
To slumbers deep I fare	O
Filled with an infinite yearning	F
With thoughts that rise and fall	H
To the sound of the sea's hollow call	H
Breathed now from white lit waves that reach	U
Cold fingers o'er the damp dark beach	U
To scatter a spray on my dreams	K
Till the slow and measured rote	E
Brings a drowsy ease	K
To my spirit and seems	K
To set it soothingly afloat	E
On broad and buoyant seas	K
Of endless rest lulled by the dirge	V
Of the melancholy surge	V

George Parsons Lathrop

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