Song of the Sea Children.
The fishers are sailing; the fleet Is away; Tin* row locks are throbbing at break of day. The cables are creaking: the sails are unfurled; The red sun is over the rim of the world. The first summer hour'is white on th*? hill; The sails iu the harbour-mouth belly and fill, Each boat putting out with the breast of a gull For the mighty great deep that shall rock them and *ull. There, there, they all pass out of sight one by one— Gleam, dazzle, and sink in the path of the sun— The last tiny speck to melt out ami be free As a rose-leaf of cloud on the rim of the sea. -—Bliss Carman. » ft ft ft ft .
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXVI, Issue 23, 9 June 1906, Page 16
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125Song of the Sea Children. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XXXVI, Issue 23, 9 June 1906, Page 16
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