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[The sky is thick upon the sea]
The sky is thick upon the sea,
The sea is sown with rain,
And in the passing gusts we hear
The clanging of the crane.
The sea is sown with rain,
And in the passing gusts we hear
The clanging of the crane.
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The cranes are flying to the south,
We cut the northern foam:
The dreary land they leave behind
Must be our future home.
We cut the northern foam:
The dreary land they leave behind
Must be our future home.
Its barren shores are long and dark,
And gray its autumn sky;
But better these than this gray sea,
If but to land—and die!
And gray its autumn sky;
But better these than this gray sea,
If but to land—and die!
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