'Midst the seagulls' cries. With spray in my eyes. And marvelled at what I saw. For I saw the mighty ocean, my dears. The foam-flecked, storm-tossed sea: While ihs waves at play, And the salt sea-spray Were for ever calling me.
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Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 47, 25 February 1933, Page 19
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41'Midst the seagulls' cries. With spray in my eyes. And marvelled at what I saw. For I saw the mighty ocean, my dears. The foam-flecked, storm-tossed sea: While ihs waves at play, And the salt sea-spray Were for ever calling me. Evening Post, Volume CXV, Issue 47, 25 February 1933, Page 19
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