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BETWEEN the folding sea-downs, / In the gloom / Of a wailful wintry nightfall, / When the boom / Of the ocean, like a hammering in a hollow tomb,
Throbbed up the copse-clothed valley / From the shore / To the chamber where I darkled, / Sunk and sore / With gray ponderings why my Loved one had not come before