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A WINTER SEA, by            
First Line: I love the sea, its mystery
Last Line: On my snow-blocked new england farm.
Subject(s): Sea; Winter; Ocean


I love the sea, its mystery,
And surging tides have talked to me.
The rush and roar of surf tossed high
Till blue of water meets blue of sky,
But I cannot leave my inland dwelling
To watch the tides receding, swelling;
So old King Winter brings to me
His imitation of the sea.
By my north door he likes to blow
A miniature wave of purest snow;
A downy crest of no mean height
He whirls on the South for my delight.
The meadow broad where we cut sweet hay
Is now a still, white, frozen bay.
Wind roars like surf on my icy strand,
Sleet strikes the panes and sounds like sand.
And winter holds for me a charm
On my snow-blocked New England farm.





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