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glorious sea! more pleasing far When all thy waters are at rest, And noonday sun or midnight star Is shining on thy waveless breast.

More pleasing far, than when the wings Of stormy winds are o'er thee spread, And every billowy mountain flings Aloft to heaven its foaming head.

Yet is the very tempest dear, Whose mighty voice but tells of thee; For, wild or calm, or far or near, I love thee still, thou glorious sea! F. H.