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Lucy Maud Montgomery - Song of the Sea-Wind
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When the sun sets over the long blue wave
  I spring from my couch of rest,
And I hurtle and boom over leagues of foam 
  That toss in the weltering west,
I pipe a hymn to the headlands high, 
  My comrades forevermore,
And I chase the tricksy curls of foam 
  O`er the glimmering sandy shore. 

The moon is my friend on clear, white nights
  When I ripple her silver way,
And whistle blithely about the rocks 
  Like an elfin thing at play;
But anon I ravin with cloud and mist 
  And wail `neath a curdled sky,
When the reef snarls yon like a questing beast, 
  And the frightened ships go by. 

I scatter the dawn across the sea
  Like wine of amber flung
From a crystal goblet all far and fine 
  Where the morning star is hung;
I blow from east and I blow from west 
  Wherever my longing be-
The wind of the land is a hindered thing 
  But the ocean wind is free!
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