Poem by Charles Warren Stoddard

Wind and Wave

    O, WHEN I hear at sea
    The water on our lee,
I fancy that I hear the wind
    That combs my hemlock tree:

    But when beneath that tree        
    I listen eagerly,
I seem to hear the rushing wave
    I heard far out at sea.

1. Albatross
2. Invocation
3. Bells of San Gabriel
4. Exile
5. Maiden Love

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