Albany de Grenier Fonblanque, Once a Week, Series 1, Volume II…
“ How I curse her, how I bless her for his bliss! VIII. There are voices in the roar Of the breakers on the shore,— There are whispers in the wash of the sea. There are echoes in the breeze, As it murmurs ’neath the trees, There are faces in the stars for me. ”
