the spirit's voyage.
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No more with lightest limbs she'll spring
Far up the cocoa-tree,
No more the cocoa-cup she'll bring,
With sunny smile to me!
Far up the cocoa-tree,
No more the cocoa-cup she'll bring,
With sunny smile to me!
But safer, through the land of souls,
Those tender feet shall go,
And where the endless river rolls,
More rich the cocoas grow;
Those tender feet shall go,
And where the endless river rolls,
More rich the cocoas grow;
And still beneath her joyous hand
The spirit-fruit shall rise,
Forever blooming through the land,
Where nothing droops and dies!
The spirit-fruit shall rise,
Forever blooming through the land,
Where nothing droops and dies!
Her dark hair's long and glossy stream,
Shall bright kahullahs deck;
And wreaths of rainbow shells shall gleam
Around her arms and neck.
Shall bright kahullahs deck;
And wreaths of rainbow shells shall gleam
Around her arms and neck.
Play on amid those fragrant bowers,
My fair and happy child!
Ere long another bark of ours
Shall brave the waters wild;
My fair and happy child!
Ere long another bark of ours
Shall brave the waters wild;
