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Thomas Moore - I Saw From the Beach
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I saw from the beach, when the morning was shining, 
   A bark o`er the waters move gloriously on; 
I came when the sun o`er that beach was declining, 
   The bark was still there, but the waters were gone. 

And such is the fate of our life`s early promise, 
   So passing the spring-tide of joy we have known; 
Each wave that we danced on at morning ebbs from us, 
   And leaves us, at eve, on the bleak shore alone. 

Oh, who would not welcome that moment`s returning 
   When passion first waked a new life through his frame, 
And his soul, like the wood that grows precious in burning, 
   Gave out all its sweets to love`s exquisite flame.
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