Kansas University Weekly.
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LITERARY.
The great white waves like great white souls
Dash impotently against the sand.
The mighty crash, as the ocean rolls
Back to its depths far out from land,
Fills earth and air with its thunderous sound.
Again and again against the rocks
The white host struggles and strives.
After millions of thunderous shocks,
That number as many millions of lives,
Only the pebbles worn smooth and round.
A shallow seam or a slender rift To furrow the brow of a sullen cliff, Witness that ever the white waves lift, Bathing and battering against the stiff Unflinching outposts of the sands,
Their straining, eager, importunate hands;- To be borne forth again with thunderous sound As back to its depths the ocean rolls- Shattered waves over clamorous sands- Like lost, and shattered, and impotent souls.
Wellesley College, Wellesley, Mass.