Listen to the waves break on the shore.
You'd be sure to hear distinct
Times' and seasons' perfect rhythms
Of life's cycles sublime!
The tides of the oceanvast
Likened unto the rise and fall
Of Empire and Potentate alike
In their frenzied perfect motion!
Lo! come to the shore of meditation,
And hear life's perfect rhythms
Like the constant beat of the drum
In solemn pulsating quittitude!
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