At the Sea-Side
Read 'At the Sea-Side' by 'Robert Louis Stevenson' and provide your summary and literary analysis in the comments section below.
When I was down beside the sea
A wooden spade they gave to me
To dig the sandy shore.
My holes were empty like a cup.
In every hole the sea came up,
Till it could come no more.
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