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a sea glimpse.
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A SEA GLIMPSE.
HIGH tide, and the year at ebb:
The sea is a dream to-day:
The sky is a gossamer web
Of sapphire, and pearl, and gray:

A veil over rock and boat;
A breath on the tremulous blue,
Where the dim sails lie afloat,
Or, unaware, slip from view.

They veer to the rosy ray;
They dusk to the violet shade;
Like a thought they flit away;
Like a foolish hope, they fade.

But listen! a sudden plash!
A ship is heaving in sight,
With a stir, and a noisy dash
Of the salt foam, seething white.