Poem by Emily Elizabeth Dickinson

The Sea

An everywhere of silver,
With ropes of sand
To keep it from effacing
The track called land.

1. What Inn Is This
2. It Was Not Death, for I Stood up
3. A Throe upon the Features
4. Till the End
5. Some, Too Fragile for Winter Winds

Richard Stoddard The Sea ("Through the night, through the night")

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