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| O LONELY bay of Trinity, | |
| O dreary shores, give ear! | |
| Lean down unto the white-lipped sea | |
| The voice of God to hear! | |
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| From world to world his couriers fly, | 5 |
| Thought-winged and shod with fire; | |
| The angel of his stormy sky | |
| Rides down the sunken wire. | |
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| What saith the herald of the Lord? | |
| “The world’s long strife is done; | 10 |
| Close wedded by that mystic cord, | |
| Its continents are one. | |
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| “And one in heart, as one in blood, | |
| Shall all her peoples be; | |
| The hands of human brotherhood | 15 |
| Are clasped beneath the sea. | |
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| “Through Orient seas, o’er Afric’s plain | |
| And Asian mountains borne, | |
| The vigor of the Northern brain | |
| Shall nerve the world outworn. | 20 |
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| “From clime to clime, from shore to shore, | |
| Shall thrill the magic thread; | |
| The new Prometheus steals once more | |
| The fire that wakes the dead.” | |
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| Throb on, strong pulse of thunder! beat | 25 |
| From answering beach to beach; | |
| Fuse nations in thy kindly heat, | |
| And melt the chains of each! | |
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| Wild terror of the sky above, | |
| Glide tame and dumb below! | 30 |
| Bear gently, Ocean’s carrier-dove, | |
| Thy errands to and fro. | |
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| Weave on, swift shuttle of the Lord, | |
| Beneath the deep so far, | |
| The bridal robe of earth’s accord, | 35 |
| The funeral shroud of war! | |
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| For lo! the fall of Ocean’s wall | |
| Space mocked and time outrun; | |
| And round the world the thought of all | |
| Is as the thought of one! | 40 |
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| The poles unite, the zones agree, | |
| The tongues of striving cease; | |
| As on the Sea of Galilee | |
| The Christ is whispering, Peace! | |
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