_Rower maul'd in the Sea, ah, Rower Limp as Grasses behind the Mower. Pity'd most that thy Woes deny thee Sight of the Spirit Steersman by thee!_ _Tho' more near than a hinted Haven Lie the Port that is coral-paven, All is well: the Unseen Befriending Makes of either the Happy Ending._…
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