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THE LINER
With a frank and flannelled load
She is cruising by a road
That is green and grey and white
Till the stars refuse the night.
Lean and brown ambassadors,
Charged with Sixes, Fives, and Fours,
Fret to think of holiday
Shadowed by a long delay.
Won't you swim on guard beside them,
Daddy Neptune,
All the way?
She is cruising by a road
That is green and grey and white
Till the stars refuse the night.
Lean and brown ambassadors,
Charged with Sixes, Fives, and Fours,
Fret to think of holiday
Shadowed by a long delay.
Won't you swim on guard beside them,
Daddy Neptune,
All the way?
She is grinding on her breast
Hills of ocean, crest by crest,
Fearful neither of the flash
Shot by lightning nor the crash
Dear to Thunder when his proud
Hurly-burly daunts the cloud
Hanging livid half a day
Over furious flights of spray.
Dare the trough and sprint beside her,
Daddy Neptune,
All the way!
Hills of ocean, crest by crest,
Fearful neither of the flash
Shot by lightning nor the crash
Dear to Thunder when his proud
Hurly-burly daunts the cloud
Hanging livid half a day
Over furious flights of spray.
Dare the trough and sprint beside her,
Daddy Neptune,
All the way!
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What if bars of southern gold
Quiver in the cumbered hold?
What if opals wait to keep
London Loveliness from sleep?
Heroes, trained for what is worth
All the shining stones on earth,
Dream of English grass in May
Swept and rolled for holiday.
Condescend to float beside them,
Daddy Neptune,
All the way!
Quiver in the cumbered hold?
What if opals wait to keep
London Loveliness from sleep?
Heroes, trained for what is worth
All the shining stones on earth,
Dream of English grass in May
Swept and rolled for holiday.
Condescend to float beside them,
Daddy Neptune,
All the way!
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