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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
Have I not felt the longing
Then most intensely when the storm-steed rushes
O'er the wild waves tumultuously thronging:
Smiting their wan crests -scattering as he crushes-
To stand on some lone rock; and hear from under
Its caverned base the Ocean's melancholy thunder?
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HALL OF OCEAN LIFE by JOHN HOLLANDER
JULY FOURTH BY THE OCEAN by ROBINSON JEFFERS
BOATS IN A FOG by ROBINSON JEFFERS
CONTINENT'S END by ROBINSON JEFFERS
THE FIGUREHEAD by LEONIE ADAMS