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Show By the Sea My blue-eyed pet with golden hair Is sitting on my knee And gazes eagerly afar, Across the beach, beyond the bar, Where rolls the restless sea. She puts her little hand in mine, And laughs with childish glee, To see the foaming billows splash, As on the shore they fiercely dash, Then glide back silently But while she laughs so merrily My heart is far away; And as I look upon the shore, Where loud and long the ?reakers soar, My sad soul seems to say; "The sea is like a human life; It breaks upon the shore Of time with a resistless might, And when the goal is just in sight Dies to return no more. "And all along the shore of time Full many a wreck doth lie; The pange of many a mad ??? Or blasted? hopes and broken vows, Of happy days gone by." Yet, while I muse in mournful mood, And gaze upon the sea, My blue-eyed pet with golden hair, Whose heart has never known a care, Still sits upon my knee. Her head is resting on my breast Her eyes in slumber ???? The same rough sea whose breakers roar, And madly, fiercely lash the shore, Has lulled my child to sleep. |
