the sea awoke at midnight from its sleep
and round the pebbly beaches far and wide
i heard the first wave of the rising tide
rush onward with uninterrupted sweep
a voice out of the silence of the deep
a sound mysteriously multiplied
as of a cataract from the mountain's side
or roar of winds upon a wooded steep
so comes to us at times from the unknown
and inaccessible solitudes of being