not 2 be mean or anything but why dont you do it? You seem to be able to get on the internet pretty good, so while on the internet you should google it.
2007-03-23 12:21:59
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answered by I ♥ Switchfoot MORE!!! 3
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Carl Sandburg (1878–1967). Chicago Poems. 1916.
110. Young Sea
THE SEA is never still.
It pounds on the shore
Restless as a young heart,
Hunting.
The sea speaks 5
And only the stormy hearts
Know what it says:
It is the face
of a rough mother speaking.
The sea is young. 10
One storm cleans all the hoar
And loosens the age of it.
I hear it laughing, reckless.
They love the sea,
Men who ride on it 15
And know they will die
Under the salt of it
Let only the young come,
Says the sea.
Let them kiss my face 20
And hear me.
I am the last word
And I tell
Where storms and stars come from.
2007-03-23 12:25:09
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answer #2
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answered by Persiphone_Hellecat 7
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THE SEA is never still.
It pounds on the shore
Restless as a young heart,
Hunting.
The sea speaks 5
And only the stormy hearts
Know what it says:
It is the face
of a rough mother speaking.
The sea is young. 10
One storm cleans all the hoar
And loosens the age of it.
I hear it laughing, reckless.
They love the sea,
Men who ride on it 15
And know they will die
Under the salt of it
Let only the young come,
Says the sea.
Let them kiss my face 20
And hear me.
I am the last word
And I tell
Where storms and stars come from.
2007-03-23 12:21:58
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answer #3
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answered by Kaitlyn. 2
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YOUNG SEA
THE sea is never still.
It pounds on the shore
Restless as a young heart,
Hunting.
The sea speaks
And only the stormy hearts
Know what it says:
It is the face
of a rough mother speaking.
The sea is young.
One storm cleans all the hoar
And loosens the age of it.
I hear it laughing, reckless.
They love the sea,
Men who ride on it
And know they will die
Under the salt of it
Let only the young come,
Says the sea.
Let them kiss my face
And hear me.
I am the last word
And I tell
Where storms and stars come from.
2007-03-23 12:23:28
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answer #4
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answered by Anonymous
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YOUNG SEA
THE sea is never still.
It pounds on the shore
Restless as a young heart,
Hunting.
The sea speaks
And only the stormy hearts
Know what it says:
It is the face
of a rough mother speaking.
The sea is young.
One storm cleans all the hoar
And loosens the age of it.
I hear it laughing, reckless.
They love the sea,
Men who ride on it
And know they will die
Under the salt of it
Let only the young come,
Says the sea.
Let them kiss my face
And hear me.
I am the last word
And I tell
Where storms and stars come from.
2007-03-23 12:21:55
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answer #5
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answered by Anonymous
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YOUNG SEA
THE sea is never still.
It pounds on the shore
Restless as a young heart,
Hunting.
The sea speaks
And only the stormy hearts
Know what it says:
It is the face
of a rough mother speaking.
The sea is young.
One storm cleans all the hoar
And loosens the age of it.
I hear it laughing, reckless.
They love the sea,
Men who ride on it
And know they will die
Under the salt of it
Let only the young come,
Says the sea.
Let them kiss my face
And hear me.
I am the last word
And I tell
Where storms and stars come from.
2007-03-23 12:21:49
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answer #6
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answered by babyblue2pie 4
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