A Reflection At Sea
by Thomas Moore
See how, beneath the moonbeam's smile,
Yon little billow heaves its breast,
And foams and sparkles for a while,
And murmuring, then subsides to rest.
Thus man, the sport of bliss and care,
Rises on Time's eventful sea;
And, having swell'd a moment there,
Thus melts into eternity.
Source:The Poetical Works of Thomas Moore.
Copyright undated, very old
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