Poem by William Ernest Henley

Echoes. 20. The Surges Gushed and Sounded

The surges gushed and sounded,
   The blue was the blue of June,
And low above the brightening east
   Floated a shred of moon.

The woods were black and solemn,
   The night winds large and free,
And in your thought a blessing seemed
   To fall on land and sea.

1. In Hospital. 12. Etching
2. Attadale, West Highlands
3. Rhymes and Rhythms. 23. Here They Trysted, Here They Strayed
4. Rhymes and Rhythms. 21. When the Wind Storms by with a Shout, and the Stern Sea-Caves
5. In Hospital. 18. Children: Private Ward

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