Excerpt from Poems
Then we Climbed aloft to cheer her as she passed Through the tempest and the blackness and the foam Now, God speed you, though the shout should be our last, Through the channel where the maddened break ers comb, Through the wild sea's hill and hollow, On the path we cannot follow.
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