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SEA QUATRAINS, by            
First Line: Too fast the silly white-caps run
Last Line: Driven before the gale.
Subject(s): Sea; Ocean


Too fast the silly white-caps run
Their helter-skelter races;
They stumble when the goal is won
And fall upon their faces.


A purple light is shaken over
The greener ocean shadows,
Like clover on the cooler depths
Of grass in upland meadows.


The sea hangs kelp upon the sand
Like garlands on a grave,
Mourning the dead and silent land
With every living wave.


The breakers thunder in the night
With which the sea is drenched.
Only one plunging line is white;
Even the stars are quenched.


The fairest ship ever a wreck
Had not so white a sail
As this fair wave cast up to break,
Driven before the gale.

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