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... wind or tide , - Naught cared this body for wind or weather , When Youth and I lived in ' t , together ! Flowers are lovely - love is flower - like ; Friendship is a sheltering tree ; - Oh ! the joys that came down , shower - like , Of ...
... wind or tide , - Naught cared this body for wind or weather , When Youth and I lived in ' t , together ! Flowers are lovely - love is flower - like ; Friendship is a sheltering tree ; - Oh ! the joys that came down , shower - like , Of ...
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... wind that follows fast , - And fills the white and rustling sail , And bends the gallant mast : And bends the gallant mast , my boys , While , like the eagle free , Away the good ship flies , and leaves Old England on the lee . Oh for a ...
... wind that follows fast , - And fills the white and rustling sail , And bends the gallant mast : And bends the gallant mast , my boys , While , like the eagle free , Away the good ship flies , and leaves Old England on the lee . Oh for a ...
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Rufus Wilmot Griswold. TO THE SOUTH WIND . O SWEET South Wind ! Long hast thou linger'd midst those islands fair , Which lie , enchanted , on the Indian deep , Like sea - maids all asleep , Charm'd by the cloudless sun and azure air ! O ...
Rufus Wilmot Griswold. TO THE SOUTH WIND . O SWEET South Wind ! Long hast thou linger'd midst those islands fair , Which lie , enchanted , on the Indian deep , Like sea - maids all asleep , Charm'd by the cloudless sun and azure air ! O ...
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