On the Sea
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- It keeps eternal whisperings around
- Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell
- Gluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spell
- Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound.
- Often 't is in such gentle temper found,
- That scarcely will the very smallest shell
- Be mov'd for days from where it sometime fell,
- When last the winds of Heaven were unbound.
- O ye! who have your eyeballs vex'd and tir'd,
- Feast them upon the wideness of the Sea;
- O ye! whose ears are dinn'd with uproar rude,
- Or fed too much with cloying melody,—
- Sit ye near some old cavern's mouth, and brood
- Until ye start, as if the sea-nymphs quired!
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