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Moonlight by the sea



CLOSE mantled by the velvet cloak of night
The ocean sleeps. Gray clouds against the sky
Like southern isles appear. The moon on high,
Through sapphire sea, with ever flashing light,
Sails like a silver galleon in flight.
The spectral shore and deep, adreaming, lie
With cheek to cheek; while night mists, elfin, sly,
Swirl over the moonlit tide in mock affright.
Methought I was lone watchman over all.
And Nature was but death within my ken;
Or like the one who last shall hear the call
Of Gabriel's trumpet—oldest man of men;
For all was left unto the moon and me,
And some few stars that lit the canopy.

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