Why?
Why, when I pass through moving faces
Comes to me
Visions of beauty no man knows of,
None can see?
And, in the midst of the long day's traffic,
O'er and o'er
Why must I dream of a surf a-thunder
On an alien shore?
Comes to me
Visions of beauty no man knows of,
None can see?
And, in the midst of the long day's traffic,
O'er and o'er
Why must I dream of a surf a-thunder
On an alien shore?
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