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A SEA DIRGE.
I had a vision of nursery-maids;
Tens of thousands passed by me—
All leading children with wooden spades,
And this was by the Sea.
Who invented those spades of wood?
Who was it cut them out of the tree?
None, I think, but an idiot could—
Or one that loved the Sea.
It is pleasant and dreamy, no doubt, to float
With 'thoughts as boundless, and souls as free'!
But, suppose you are very unwell in the boat,
How do you like the Sea?
"But it makes the intellect clear and keen—"
Prove it! Prove it! How can it be?
"Why, what does 'B sharp' (in music) mean,
If not the 'natural C?"
