Heart that aches, aches so,
And the sea roars about the dreary shore
To-night!
O to lie here on the shore and sand:
Hear your Will break its sinews and
Conquered bend
Bend yes here, here on this shore
On this lone coast where centuries
Of yore, gather as ghosts and
Shrouds
Lamenting.
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