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BY THE NORTH SEA.

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10.

Here is all the end of all his glory—

⁠Dust, and grass, and barren silent stones.
Dead, like him, one hollow tower and hoary
⁠Naked in the sea-wind stands and moans,
Filled and thrilled with its perpetual story:
⁠Here, where earth is dense with dead men's bones.

11.

Low and loud and long, a voice for ever,

⁠Sounds the wind's clear story like a song.
Tomb from tomb the waves devouring sever,
⁠Dust from dust as years relapse along;
Graves where men made sure to rest, and never
⁠Lie dismantled by the seasons' wrong.

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