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Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ed.  Poems of Places: An Anthology in 31 Volumes.
America: Vols. XXV–XXIX.  1876–79.
 
New England: Gloucester, Mass.
In the Sea
Hiram Rich
 
THE SALT wind blows upon my cheek
  As it blew a year ago,
When twenty boats were crushed among
  The rocks of Norman’s Woe.
’T was dark then; ’t is light now,        5
  And the sails are leaning low.
 
In dreams I pull the sea-weed o’er,
  And find a face not his,
And hope another tide will be
  More pitying than this.        10
The wind turns; the tide turns:
  They take what hope there is.
 
My life goes on as thine would go
  With all its sweetness spilled:
My God! why should one heart of two        15
  Beat on, when one is stilled?
Through heart-wreck or home-wreck
  Thy happy sparrows build.
 
Though boats go down, men build anew,
  Whatever winds may blow;        20
If blight be in the wheat one year,
  We trust again, and sow,
Though grief comes, and changes
  The sunshine into snow.
 
Some have their dead, where, sweet and soon,        25
  The summers bloom and go.
The sea withholds my dead: I walk
  The bar, when tides are low,
And wonder the grave-grass
  Can have the heart to grow.        30
 
Flow on, O unconsenting sea!
  And keep my dead below:
Though night, O utter night! my soul,
  Delude thee long, I know,
Or Life comes, or Death comes,        35
  God leads the eternal flow.
 
 
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