A Sea-Memory
By Ruby Archer
O sky and sea, and curlew call,
The tinkling chime of wave on wave,
Dream-pearls that deepest ocean pave,
The mighty wonder over all!
The wide, wide sea, where great ships ride,
The open breeze with breath full drawn,
Pale foam by tempest frightened on,
Grim flood-gates of the sky flung wide!
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