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路t路. \Yho ent thee here. my pretty ~ hell, far from the gli tening sand. \Vhat me age do t thou bring to me From the ocean' wind swept ~ trand? And tell tne, art thou murmuring, Or i it the wild ea's roarPerchance 'ti the sighing of thy heart, To behold the ~ ea once more? l\fy me ~age' from thy deare , t friend. From his brine-kissed. seaside home"Niay your joys be a. vast a. the ocean, 路 nd your cares a. light as it foam."
Though I lono- for the billowy ocean, nd pine for the white sea andI am happier a Friend hip'. me enger, Than I wa on the ocean strand. J. .A. W.