THE WINDOW BY THE SEA
The sea is calm to-night, The tide is full, the moon lies fair Upon the Straits; on the French coast the light Gleams, and is gone; the cliffs of England stand, Glimmering and vast, out in the tranquil bay. Come to the window, sweet is the night air! Only, from the long line of spray Where the ebb meets the moonblanched sand, Listen! vou hear the grating roar Of pebbles which the waves draw back, and fling. At their return, up the high strand. Begin, and cease, and then again begin. With tremulous cadence slow, and bring The eternal note of sadness in. —Matthew Arnold.
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Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 59, 1 June 1927, Page 14
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110THE WINDOW BY THE SEA Sun (Auckland), Volume 1, Issue 59, 1 June 1927, Page 14
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