From the Lips of the Sea  by Clinton Scollard
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			     Saint Sepulchre's beside the sea. And love and hate were here as one; Life blent with death harmoniously; 'Twas beauty in oblivion-- Saint Sepulchre's beside the sea! SEA LYRICS I We heard the breakers clash and boom; We saw them plunge and writhe and rise, And toss great flakes of ashen spume High toward the ashen skies. Out of the welter of the east One gaunt barque like a spectre bore; The mad wind trumpeted, then ceased, Then trumpeted once more. A mist crept landward, the spent wraith Of tempests raging far a-lee; Then day died like an outworn faith, And night fell on the sea. |  | 


 
