The Island
CANTO THE FIRST. The morning watch was come; the vessel lay Her course, and gently made her liquid way; The cloven billow flashed from off...
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CANTO THE FIRST. The morning watch was come; the vessel lay Her course, and gently made her liquid way; The cloven billow flashed from off her prow In furrows formed by that majestic plough; The waters with their world were all before; Behind, the South Sea's many an islet shore.…
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