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1837–1909

II.

Algernon Charles Swinburne

My mother sea, my fostress, what new strand, What new delight of waters, may this be, The fairest found since time's first breezes fanned My mother sea?

Once more I give me body and soul to thee, Who hast my soul for ever: cliff and sand Recede, and heart to heart once more are we. My heart springs first and plunges, ere my hand

Strike out from shore: more close it brings to me, More near and dear than seems my fatherland, My mother sea.

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