Item 02: John Duncan McRae diary, 11 December 1916-9 February 1917 - Page 53
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[Page 53]
To the Ocean.
Roll on, thou deep & dark blue Ocean – roll.
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Thou glorious mirror where the Almighty's form
Glasses itself in tempests; in all time, -
Calm or convulsed, in breeze or gale or storm,
Icing the pole, or in the torrid clime
Dark heaving – boundless, endless & sublime.
The image of Eternity; the throne
Of the Invisible……….
Thou goest forth, dread, fathomless alone.
Lord Byron.
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