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...a buried allusion to Genesis when he recalls his boyhood love of the ocean: And I have loved thee, Ocean! and my joy Of youthful sports was on thy breast...to be Borne, like thy bubbles, onward: from a boy I wanton'd with thy breakers - they to me Were a delight; and if the freshening sea Made them a terror... | |
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