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THE MUSIC OF THE SEA, by            
First Line: I love the bold choir of the wild sea waves
Last Line: To fling the story on a thousand coasts.
Subject(s): Music & Musicians; Sea; Ocean


I LOVE the bold choir of the wild sea waves,
When the wind's fingers sweep along the strings
Of Neptune's harp, and wake its melody
Sublime and loud. Old Winter, hoary-lock'd,
Ere yet he flings him from the western steep,
As the gay step of rosy Spring is heard
Along the crisping earth, sweeps the loud chords,
And lo, as the high anthem swells aloft,
The listening continents and isles around,
And eager heaven with all its stars, are dumb,
Hanging on the deep thunder of its voice!
How sweet, when Summer-earth laughs out in leaves,
Is the low murmur of the sunlit waves.
Lo! in arcadian bower the Queen of May,
Wreathed in robe of flowers, high honeymoon
Passes, with her sweet boy, the love-sick Year, --
And the fleet, perfume-wing'd, and tell-tale Wind
Whispers their mighty passion to the sea!
The eager-listening waves, through all their tents,
Murmur their sweet surprise, and big with joy
Exultant wake the echoes of their caves,
Then leap again to light, and laughing run
To fling the story on a thousand coasts.





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