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SONG (3) by EDITH BLAND NESBIT

First Line: I HEAR THE WAVES TO-NIGHT
Last Line: OH SEA, THY LOVE WILL COME AGAIN, BUT WHAT OF MINE?
I HEAR the waves to-night
Piteously calling, calling
Though the light
Of the kind moon is falling,
Like kisses, on the sea
That calls for sunshine, dear, as my soul calls for thee.
I see the sea lie gray
Wrinkling her brows in sorrow,
Hear her say: --
"Bright love of yesterday, return to-morrow,
Sun, I am thine, am thine!"
Oh sea, thy love will come again, but what of mine?





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