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WIND, MOON, AND TIDES by FREDERICK WILLIAM HENRY MYERS

First Line: LOOK WHEN THE CLOUDS ARE BLOWING
Last Line: IS FLUNG UPON THE SHORE.
Subject(s): ATLANTIC OCEAN;
LOOK when the clouds are blowing
And all the winds are free,
In fury of their going
They fall upon the sea:
But though their blast is frantic
And though the tempest raves
The deep immense Atlantic
Is still beneath the waves.

Then while the Zephyrs tarry,
Or when the frost is nigh,
The maiden none can marry
Will beckon from the sky:—
Then with a wild commotion,
Then with a rush and roar,
The whole enormous ocean
Is flung upon the shore.



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