And I have heard old Ocean roar, Whilst wonder seized my soul, And bound me to the rocky shore, To watch his billows roll. And I have learnt to look on Earth As if she lay in bliss, And bless each flowa#39;ret of her birth With an admiring kiss; Till zephyrs ... I took my lyre and dashed its strings, And music wild and free Sent forth the tuneful echoings Of Naturea#39;s minstrelsy. ... been found to last more than twenty times as long as the former; and there is good reason for believing that eventuallyanbsp;...
|Title||:||The Working Man|