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First Line: Huge, viewless ocean into which we cast
Last Line: And to our ears upon the wind are swung.
Subject(s): Memory; Sea; Silence; Ocean


HUGE, viewless ocean into which we cast
Our passing words, and, as they sink away,
An echo bubbles up upon the blast;
Oh! could thy waves but vomit in their play
Those unseen pearls which thou dost clasp so fast,
And hang them at our ears washed in thy spray,
What endless stores our casket, memory,
Would brood on, and enjoy! But wherefore now
Dost thou engulph our talk, and floodest by
Uphurling clouds upon our moody brow?
E'en when we dumbly muse sometimes a sigh
Of bursting blossom, or hoarse groan from bough
Break through thy foam, like Venus, ocean sprung,
And to our ears upon the wind are swung.





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