(By The Seaside: Twilight by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.)
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And why do the roaring ocean,
And the night-wind, wild and bleak,
As they beat at the heart of the mother,
Drive the color from her cheek?
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**From a familiar, but rough, oceanic scene, the poet has weaved a telling story.
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(By The Seaside: Twilight by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow.) ... And why do the roaring ocean, And the night-wind, wild and bleak, As they beat at the heart of the mother, Drive the color from her cheek? ______________________________________ **From a familiar, but rough, oceanic scene, the poet has weaved a telling story.