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STANZAS.
The ship was at rest in the tranquil bay,
Unmoved by a ripple—undimm'd by a cloud;
The winds were asleep, and her broad sails lay
As still and as white as a winding-shroud.

She was a fair and beautiful thing,
With the waters around her, all peaceful and bright;
Ready for speed as a wild bird's wing,
Graceful in quiet—'mid glory and light.

There was a maiden wandering free,
With a cheek as fresh as the foam at her feet;
With a heart that went forth, like a summer-day bee,
To take nothing but honey from all it might meet.

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