Forth sped thy gallant sailors, blithe and free,
Fearing nor foemanâ??s hate, nor iron clime,
Nor Limaâ??s flame, nor Plataâ??s fever-slime,
So they might give thee far Cathay in fee; ...
The Sunlight laughs along the serried stone
About whose feet the wastrel tide runs free;
Light lie the shipmasts, fairy-like to see,
Athwart the royal cityâ??s splendour thrown; ...
Great sea dog, fighter in the great old way!
What though thy ships were tinder, and the pest
Rotted thy ruffian crews that need had prest,
And all thy keels were clogged with foul decay, ...
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LADY, in thy proud eyes
There is a weary look,
As if the spirit we know through them
Were daunted with rebuke
To think that the heart of man henceforth
Is read like a read book.
Lady, in thy lifted face
The solitude is sore;
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