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[B. B. D.]

O'er all the shining levels of the beach

The tide outpours its hissing, foaming brine,

While with the primal surge the winds combine

To press the eager waves to utmost reach.

See yon brave billow, rising from the pleach

Of seething waters, with a might divine,

Its sinews wrought in beauty's flowing line,

Leap forward now to make the age-sought breach!

Lo, as the cresting plume is seen aloft,

The footing of its strength on sudden slips

And all is whelmed in thunderous recoils!

Ah, tragedy of lusty life! How oft

Some high emprise a soul divinely grips,

But as it crests fate's undertow despoils!