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SEA CALL, by                    
First Line: Across a thousand leagues of hill and plain
Last Line: Days lonely as the sea, and salt as bitterest brine!
Subject(s): Sea; Ocean


Across a thousand leagues of hill and plain
I hear an echoing summons, loud and long,
From breakers whose tumultuous battle song
Sounds by the islets of the western main.
I see them battering jagged cliffs in vain,
Waging a truceless war of waters flying.
And I go roaming where the gulls are crying,
Lulled by old ocean's mournful-toned refrain.

Freedom, and blowing winds, and that long reach
Of glittering sand, shadowed at length by gray
Of fog that overawes the thundering beach!—
Still, still they haunt me, taunt me!—though to-day
Is fairer than the days when these were mine,
Days lonely as the sea, and salt as bitterest brine!





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