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Free man! the sea is to thee ever dear! / The sea is thy mirror, thou regardest thy soul / In its mighteous waves that unendingly roll, / And thy spirit is yet not a chasm less drear.
Thou delight'st to plunge deep in thine image down; / Thou tak'st it with eyes and with arms in embrace, / And at times thine own inward voice would'st efface / With the sound of its savage ungovernable moan.