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MOONLIGHT ON THE SEA.
At night, at sea, when all the world is still, And the great round moon makes silver of the sea, I leave my home upon a fair bright hill, And seek the ocean, where I long to be.
There, with the white sail swelling to the breeze, With my still skipper and his son at helm, I rest between, and, steeped in glorious ease, Let the fair time ray spirit overwhelm.
I see, far off and distant, as dim ghosts, The coast hills, sleeping in the dewy haze; I see the phantom ships, like spirit hosts, Trailing along their distant silent ways.
I see the rock where the famed lighthouse stands, I see the great light dim beside the moon: At night, at sea, the spirit understands How harmonies of Art help Nature's tune.
But I can never tell the pure delight, The lifting up of soul it seems to me, To leave the world, and calmly take my flight, And glide in silence o'er the sheen-clad sea.
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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume 19, Issue 1275, 16 March 1872, Page 2
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174Select Poetry. Hawke's Bay Times, Volume 19, Issue 1275, 16 March 1872, Page 2
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