The Poetry Cure: A Pocket Medicine Chest of VerseRobert Haven Schauffler Dodd, Mead, 1925 - 414 pages |
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... sail to the end alone ? Summer and calms and rest from never a labor done ? Nay , blow , ye life - winds all ; curb not for me your blast , Strain ye my quivering ropes , bend ye my trembling mast . Then there can be no drifting , thank ...
... sail to the end alone ? Summer and calms and rest from never a labor done ? Nay , blow , ye life - winds all ; curb not for me your blast , Strain ye my quivering ropes , bend ye my trembling mast . Then there can be no drifting , thank ...
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... sail : There gloom the dark broad seas . My mariners , Souls that have toil'd , and wrought , and thought with me- That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine , and opposed Free hearts , free foreheads - you and I ...
... sail : There gloom the dark broad seas . My mariners , Souls that have toil'd , and wrought , and thought with me- That ever with a frolic welcome took The thunder and the sunshine , and opposed Free hearts , free foreheads - you and I ...
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... sail beyond the sunset , and the baths Of all the western stars , until I die . It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles , And see the great Achilles , whom we knew . Tho ' much is taken ...
... sail beyond the sunset , and the baths Of all the western stars , until I die . It may be that the gulfs will wash us down : It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles , And see the great Achilles , whom we knew . Tho ' much is taken ...
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... Sail on , sail on , and on . " The men grew mutinous by day , The men grew ghastly pale and weak ; The sad mate thought of home , a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek . " What shall I say , brave Admiral , say If we sight ...
... Sail on , sail on , and on . " The men grew mutinous by day , The men grew ghastly pale and weak ; The sad mate thought of home , a spray Of salt wave washed his swarthy cheek . " What shall I say , brave Admiral , say If we sight ...
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... Sail on , sail on , sail on , and on . " They sailed , they sailed . Then spoke the mate " This mad sea shows its teeth to - night , He curls his lip , he lies in wait , With lifted teeth , as if to bite . Brave Admiral , say but one ...
... Sail on , sail on , sail on , and on . " They sailed , they sailed . Then spoke the mate " This mad sea shows its teeth to - night , He curls his lip , he lies in wait , With lifted teeth , as if to bite . Brave Admiral , say but one ...
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