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Forty Augusts – aye, and several more – ago,

   When I paced the headlands loosed from dull employ,

The waves huzza’d like a multitude below

   In the sway of an all-including joy

      Without cloy.

Blankly I walked there a double decade after,

   When thwarts had flung their toils in front of me,

And I heard the waters wagging in a long ironic laughter

   At the lot of men, and all the vapoury

      Things that be.

Wheeling change has set me again standing where

   Once I heard the waves huzza at Lammas-tide;

But they supplicate now – like a congregation there

   Who murmur the Confession – I outside,

      Prayer denied.