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Elizabeth Barrett Browning - A Sea-Side Walk
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	We walked beside the sea,
	After a day which perished silently
	Of its own glory—-like the Princess weird
	Who, combating the Genius, scorched and seared,
	Uttered with burning breath, "Ho! victory!"
	And sank adown, an heap of ashes pale;
	    So runs the Arab tale.

	    The sky above us showed
	An universal and unmoving cloud,
	On which, the cliffs permitted us to see
	Only the outline of their majesty,
	As master-minds, when gazed at by the crowd!
	And, shining with a gloom, the water grey
	    Swang in its moon-taught way.

	    Nor moon nor stars were out.
	They did not dare to tread so soon about,
	Though trembling, in the footsteps of the sun.
	The light was neither night`s nor day`s, but one
	Which, life-like, had a beauty in its doubt;
	And Silence`s impassioned breathings round
	    Seemed wandering into sound.

	    O solemn-beating heart
	Of nature! I have knowledge that thou art
	Bound unto man`s by cords he cannot sever—-
	And, what time they are slackened by him ever,
	So to attest his own supernal part,
	Still runneth thy vibration fast and strong,
	    The slackened cord along.

	    For though we never spoke
	Of the grey water and the shaded rock,—-
	Dark wave and stone, unconsciously, were fused
	Into the plaintive speaking that we used,
	Of absent friends and memories unforsook;
	And, had we seen each other`s face, we had
	    Seen haply, each was sad.
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