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| O Listen to the Sounding Sea George William Curtis |
| O listen to the sounding sea That beats on the remorseless shore, O listen! for that sound will be When our wild hearts shall beat no more. O listen well and listen long! For sitting folded close to me, You could not hear a sweeter song Than that hoarse murmur of the sea. |
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