Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman


 

XVIII


 

Where the blue comes down to the brine, 
And the brine goes up to the blue,
It's shine, shine, shine, 
The whole day through, 
The whole summer day long, dear.

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Till the sun like a harbour buoy,
Is riding afloat in the west,
And it's joy, joy, joy,
For the place of his rest,
The haven of No-more-fear.
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Then the stars come out on the sea,
To dance on the purple floor. 
Their Master has turned the key 
In the silver door, 
And my heart's delight draws near.
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