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Sonnet LXVI: The Night-Flood Rakes

The night-flood rakes upon the stony shore;
Along the rugged cliffs and chalky caves
Mourns the hoarse Ocean, seeming to deplore
All that are buried in his restless waves-
Mined by corrosive tides, the hollow rock
Falls prone, and rushing from its turfy height,
Shakes the broad beach with long-resounding shock,
Loud thundering on the ear of sullen Night;
Above the desolate and stormy deep,
Gleams the wan Moon, by floating mist opprest;
Yet here while youth, and health, and labour sleep,
Alone I wander-Calm untroubled rest,
“Nature’s soft nurse,” deserts the sigh-swoln breast,
And shuns the eyes, that only wake to weep!

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Poem Sonnet LXVI: The Night-Flood Rakes - Charlotte Smith
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