 | Mansoul or The Riddle of the World |  |
We, towards Arcturus and Bootes mount;
Where díverse Nations' ships, pass and repass:
That know their guide-stars and their liquid paths;
Bearing much West Worlds tradeful merchandise;
O'er brow of North seas flood, tówards haven of land.
Meet them storm-riding white-winged, clamorous;
Sea-mews, from nesting ledges, óf wild rocks.
Where díverse Nations' ships, pass and repass:
That know their guide-stars and their liquid paths;
Bearing much West Worlds tradeful merchandise;
O'er brow of North seas flood, tówards haven of land.
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Sea-mews, from nesting ledges, óf wild rocks.
| Mansoul or The Riddle of the World | |