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 THE LOVELY PACIFIC     

   
   
I saw the Pacific look to
                 heaven
As if it were a living thing;
I saw it give its rolling
                 waves
In long unerring worshiping.

I saw it dash upon the sand
Treasures, which in its depth
                 have birth;
I saw its waves beat loud and
                 long
Against the lovely hills of
                 earth.

I saw great clouds weep over it
As one whose love was buried
                 there;
I saw mists rise from lonely
                 shores
Like wings from a morning
                 prayer.

I saw the sky o'er its blue
                 depths
Arched like a temple in the
                 air;
I seemed to hear the angels
                 sing
From tall choir lofts suspended
                 there.

I saw the silvery moon, the sun,
The many stars, God given,
Burn upon its heaving breast
As altar fires, dropped from
                 heaven.