midnight
It is a sort of very sad seal National Anthem . I met my mates in the morning -LRB- and oh , but I am old ! -RRB- Where roaring on the ledges the summer ground-swell rolled ; I heard them lift the chorus that dropped the breakers ' song -- The beaches of Lukannon -- two million voices strong ! _ The song of pleasant stations beside the salt lagoons , The song of blowing squadrons that shuffled down the dunes , The song of midnight dances that churned the sea to flame -- The beaches of Lukannon -- before the sealers came ! _ I met my mates in the morning -LRB- I 'll never meet them more ! -RRB- ; They came and went in legions that darkened all the shore . And through the foam-flecked offing as far as voice could reach We hailed the landing-parties and we sang them up the beach .