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SLEEP AT SEA.
"Wake," call the spirits again:
But it would take
A louder summons
To bid them awake.
[102]Some dream of pleasure
For another's sake;
Some dream, forgetful
Of a lifelong ache.
But it would take
A louder summons
To bid them awake.
[102]Some dream of pleasure
For another's sake;
Some dream, forgetful
Of a lifelong ache.
One by one slowly,
Ah, how sad and slow!
Wailing and praying
The spirits rise and go:
Clear stainless spirits
White as white as snow;
Pale spirits, wailing
For an overthrow.
Ah, how sad and slow!
Wailing and praying
The spirits rise and go:
Clear stainless spirits
White as white as snow;
Pale spirits, wailing
For an overthrow.
One by one flitting,
Like a mournful bird
Like a mournful bird
