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I heard the summer sea / Murmuring to the shore / Some endless story of a wrong / The whole world must deplore.
I heard the mountain wind / Conversing with the trees / Of an old sorrow of the hills, / Mysterious as the sea's.
And all that haunted day / It seemed that I could hear / The echo of an ancient speech / Ring in my listening ear.
And then it came to me, / That all that I had heard / Was my own heart in the sea's voice / And the wind's lonely word.