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Then came in further years the virgin sight / Of the live sea; the sea that marches down, / With sunny phalanxes and flags of foam, / To match its puissance with earth's awful might.
Far off the purple mist drew into mist, / As thought melts into endless thought, and round / The rim of the sheer world was heard a sound, / Floating through palpitating amethyst.
And through the varying waste of elements / There passed a sail, which caught the opposing wind, / Triumphant, as an army in its tents
Beholds the foe it, conquering, left behind.
"And Life," I said, -- "Life is but like the sea; / And what shall guide us to our destiny? "