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 But sure as truth, and prouder Than waves with man for toy; With wider wing, and louder Long clarion-call of joy.

The wave's wing spreads and flutters, The wave's heart swells and breaks; One moment's passion thrills it, One pulse of power fulfils it And ends the pride it utters When, loud with life that quakes, The wave's wing spreads and flutters, The wave's heart swells and breaks.

But thine and thou, my brother, Keep heart and wing more high Than aught may scare or sunder; The waves whose throats are thunder