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Paul Laurence Dunbar - The Mystic Sea
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The smell of the sea in my nostrils,
    The sound of the sea in mine ears;
  The touch of the spray on my burning face,
    Like the mist of reluctant tears.

  The blue of the sky above me,
    The green of the waves beneath;
  The sun flashing down on a gray-white sail
    Like a scimitar from its sheath.

  And ever the breaking billows,
    And ever the rocks` disdain;
  And ever a thrill in mine inmost heart
    That my reason cannot explain.

  So I say to my heart, "Be silent,
    The mystery of time is here;
  Death`s way will be plain when we fathom the main,
    And the secret of life be clear."
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