Classic Poem

But if these July fervors sere thy brain,
Parch up thy heart and turn thee to a coal,
Then, rather seek the Sea's capacious verge.
There, stretch at length upon the ocean brink,
On some all-crowning headland, while the wind
Blows cool from off the bay, renew thy strength,
And coping with the element itself
Enjoy the exhilarating bath.
Vigor and pulse shall animate thy frame,
Caught from the wholesome perfume of the main,
New life and new emotions linking thine
To the vast spaces of the untrammelled deep.