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An elemental passion
 * Was in the stress and sweep,

And all at once responsive
 * I felt my pulses leap;

There seemed a subtle kinship
 * Betwixt me and the deep.

I shared its wild commotion,
 * The springs of its unrest,

The secret of its tumult
 * Lay hidden in my breast,

And in my heart a nameless
 * Wild exultation pressed.

Long past the day! Still often
 * Its mood will o'er me fall;

Again I hear those distant
 * Storm-voices call and call,

And know this busy getting
 * And spending is not all.