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Hunt and Lee, comps.  The Book of the Sonnet.  1867.
III. By the Sea-shore
By Henry Ellison (1811–1880)
HERE sit I, like some god of the old prime,
  Just wakened into divine consciousness;
  Like Neptune, when his great hand did caress
  The Ocean’s mane first, at the dawn of Time,
Ere his dread name had passed into a rhyme!        5
  Here sit I, while the sea with wavy stress
  And emphasis, and utterance nothing less
  Than epic, lends a voice to thoughts sublime!
Here sit I, musing upon things to come
  Beyond all reach of mortal eloquence;        10
  Till, unto that which had but struck me dumb,
The great Sea, giving articulate sound and sense,
  Sublimes the mighty but confuséd hum
  Into a voice as of Omnipotence!

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