The Golden Treasury of the best songs and lyrical poems in the English Language |
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They took us aboard: the crew were gentle, the captain kind;
But I was the only slave of an often-wandering mind;
For whenever a rougher gust might tumble a stormier wave,
‘O Stephen,’ I moan'd ‘I am coming to thee in thine Ocean-grave.’
And again, when a balmier breeze curl'd over a peace-fuller sea,
I found myself moaning again ‘O child, I am coming to thee.’
But I was the only slave of an often-wandering mind;
For whenever a rougher gust might tumble a stormier wave,
‘O Stephen,’ I moan'd ‘I am coming to thee in thine Ocean-grave.’
And again, when a balmier breeze curl'd over a peace-fuller sea,
I found myself moaning again ‘O child, I am coming to thee.’
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