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When a ship with sails comes sailing, sailing,
I know what giants bred it, by Its keel, wave-curved like its Father, Ocean It sails, cloud-white like its Mother Sky. And if sea and sail be only my dreaming As here on an inland plain I lie, All of the soul of them, dazzle and motion Are known to me, for I know the Sky. |
Seesaw
May Williams Ward
page 49
(Atlanta: The Bozart Press. 1929)
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