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The Suitors

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There is a little Bungalow     Perched on a granite ledge,     And at its feet two suitors meet;     (I watch them, and I know)     One waits outside the casement edge;     One paces to and fro.     The Patient Rock speaks not a word;     The Sea goes up and down,     And sings full oft, in cadence soft;     (I listen, and have heard)     Again he wears an angry frown     By jealous passion stirred.     This dawn, the Rock was all aglow;     Far out the mad Sea went;     Beyond the raft, like one gone daft;     (I saw them, and I know)     While radiant and well content     Smiled down the Bungalow.     That was at Dawn; ere day had set,     The Sea with pleading voice     Came back to woo his love anew;     (I saw them when they met)     And now I know not which her choice -     (The Rock's gray face was wet.)

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