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FROM THE CABRILLO AT SANTA BARBARA by EMILY WILSON SANDER

First Line: ONE BY ONE THE WHITE COHORTS ADVANCE
Last Line: IN THE SUN, WITH GARLANDS IN HER HAIR.
Subject(s): MOUNTAINS; SEASHORE; WAVES; HILLS; DOWNS (GREAT BRITAIN); BEACH; COAST; SHORE;

THE BREAKERS

One by one the white cohorts advance;
Restive before the ocean's cool command;
Checked at last they take their ordered stand;
Magnificent as far as eye can reach:
The white battalions that parade the beach.

THE BEACH

The beach is like a glorious girl today;
Exotic beauty of a foreign race;
Sensuous eyed and conscious of her grace;
Undulating—every movement flashes
Rainbow color of her shawl and sashes.

THE MOUNTAINS

Like sentinels, dark cloaked duennas stand,
Veiling their pride behind a mist of tears.
Purple-shadowed heartbreak and white-locked years
Stand them apart from her who dances there,
In the sun, with garlands in her hair.



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