WHY THE SEA SOBS.
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he Sea no father has, Nor any mother: A trouble quite enough One's mind to bother. That's why, my dear, Where'er it be, We sometimes hear A sobbing Sea. If we no fathers had, Or loving mothers, No little sisters fair, No baby-brothers, We'd shed a tear, (Poor You, poor Me,) And sigh, 'Oh, dear,' Just like the Sea.
