Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, OCTAVES IN A GARDEN: 32, by ARTHUR W. UPSON



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OCTAVES IN A GARDEN: 32, by             Poet's Biography
First Line: He is no lover of the sea who loses
Last Line: Where the hills tire and the rough pathway bruises.
Subject(s): Melodies; Music & Musicians; Voices


He is no lover of the sea who loses
Sound of her voices, inland wandering.
Still should her old melodious mystery spring
Around him, wend he wheresoe'er he chooses;
And so within me rhythmic life refuses
By any other pulse than yours to swing,
Far from your friendship's ocean though I sing
Where the hills tire and the rough pathway bruises.





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