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<h3> THE SEA </h3>
<p class="poem">
The sea is just a cradle wide and deep,—<br/>
A cradle that the moon rocks to and fro;<br/>
What peace they find who there fall fast asleep,<br/>
What lovely dreams,—'Tis not for us to know.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
But God hath sent the angel of the sea<br/>
To sing to them an endless lullaby;<br/>
And that they may not dread night's mystery,<br/>
He lights for them the candles of the sky.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
They are infolded by the silken waves,<br/>
And wrapped in shining blue, and emerald green;<br/>
They drift through opalescent ocean caves,<br/>
That only God Himself hath ever seen.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
The great salt wind that no man holds in thrall,<br/>
Touches them softly, as it passes by;—<br/>
I think the silver sea gulls know them all,<br/>
And greet them with their lonely tender cry.<br/></p>
<p class="poem">
For but a little little round of years,<br/>
The sweet sun-sprinkled foam will be their bed,<br/>
And they will slumber—hushed from any fears—<br/>
To waken, when the sea gives up her dead.<br/></p>
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