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When the bugler morn shall wind his horn, / And we wake to the wild to be, / Shall we open our eyes on the selfsame skies / And stare at the selfsame sea? / O new, new day! though you bring no stay / To the strain of the sameness grim, / You are new, new, new -- new through and through, / And strange as a lawless dream.
Will the driftwood float by the lonely boat / And our prisoner hearts unbar, / As it tells of the strand of an unseen land / That lies not far, not far? / O new, new hope! O sweep and scope / Of the glad, unlying sea! / You are new, new, new -- with the promise true / Of the dreamland isles to be.