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Sea Slumbers

I still dream the cold waking dream
Of high seas and shifting sand,
And the tearing winds in the tenuous banks of:
Sea holly, salsify,
Thrift, bindweed and buckthorn
Leave me no peace.
These old dreams are mine no longer,
Feet rooted deeply
Red shale, leaf mould
And ruddy upland loams,
But who else would have them?