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Christina Georgina Rossetti - By The Sea
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Why does the sea moan evermore? 
Shut out from heaven it makes its moan, 
It frets against the boundary shore; 
All earth`s full rivers cannot fill 
The sea, that drinking thirsteth still. 


Sheer miracles of loveliness 
Lie hid in its unlooked-on bed: 
Anemones, salt, passionless, 
Blow flower-like; just enough alive 
To blow and multiply and thrive. 


Shells quaint with curve, or spot, or spike, 
Encrusted live things argus-eyed, 
All fair alike, yet all unlike, 
Are born without a pang, and die 
Without a pang, and so pass by.
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