From: The Dial, Vol. I, No. II (Oct. 1840)
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Published: Weeks Jordan and Company 1840 Boston
WITH never-ending steps along the beach,WAVES.
Evermore washed by the sad-swelling sea,
I wandered—Ocean waves what would ye reach?
Waves of my soul, what do ye seek for me?
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On the surface by the waves thou shalt be tossed from side to side;
Go down into the depths and with the current calmly glide.
Go down into the depths and with the current calmly glide.
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