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Part of the cluster SEA-DRIFT.

TEARS.

TEARS! tears! tears! In the night, in solitude, tears, On the white shore dripping, dripping, suck'd in by the sand, Tears, not a star shining, all dark and desolate, Moist tears from the eyes of a muffled head; O who is that ghost? that form in the dark, with tears? What shapeless lump is that, bent, crouch'd there on the sand? Streaming tears, sobbing tears, throes, choked with wild cries; O storm, embodied, rising, careering with swift steps along the  
 beach!
O wild and dismal night storm, with wind—O belching and des- 
 perate!
O shade so sedate and decorous by day, with calm countenance  
 and regulated pace,
But away at night as you fly, none looking—O then the unloosen'd  
 ocean,
Of tears! tears! tears!

Part of the cluster SEA-DRIFT.

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