| Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (18071882). Complete Poetical Works. 1893. | | | | Fragments | | So from the Bosom of Darkness |
| | | | August 4, 1856. |
| A lovely morning, without the glare of the sun, the sea in great commotion, chafing and foaming. |
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| SO from the bosom of darkness our days come roaring and gleaming, | |
| Chafe and break into foam, sink into darkness again. | |
| But on the shores of Time each leaves some trace of its passage, | |
| Though the succeeding wave washes it out from the sand. | | | |
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