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FOG by EDITH CHERRINGTON

First Line: THE THICK WHITE SMOKE FROM THE SEA ROLLED IN
Last Line: THE COLD WHITE SMOKE FROM THE SEA ROLLED IN.
Subject(s): FOG; HAZE;

The thick white smoke from the sea rolled in.
In sweeping billows of mist it came,
The cold white smoke from the ocean's flame;
A ghost from the waterfront. Salt as sin
Was the bitter breath of the heathless fire
That leaped and crackled against the shore,
Rising at times to a mighty roar
When the waves flamed high as a tall church spire
And the smoke it scattered was dank and thin.
But under the smothering cowl of night
When the damp fire smoldered, the stealthy white --
The cold white smoke from the sea rolled in.



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