EAGLE'S SPLENDER
OLD SHIP'S
THERE IS A MEMORY STAYS UPON OLD SHIP'S A WEIGHTLESS CARGO IN THE MUSTY HOLD OF BRIGHT LAGOON'S AND PROW-CARRESSING LIPS, OF STORMY MIDNIGHTS,AND THE TALE UNTOLD THEY HAVE REMEMBERED ISLANDS IN THE DAWN AND WINDY CAPES THAT TRIES THEIR SPLENDER SPARS, AND TORTUOUS WHERE THEIR KEELS HAVE GONE. AND THE CALM BLUE NITES OF STILLNESS AND STARS
AH, NEVER THINK THAT SHIPS FORGET A SHORE, OR BITTER SEAS,OR WINDS THAT MADE THEM WISE THERE IS A DREAM UPON THEM,EVERMORE, AND THERE BE SOME WHO SAY THAT SUNK SHIPS RISE TO SEEK FAMILIAR HARBORS IN THE NIGHT BLOWING IN MISTS,THEIR SPECTRAL SAILS LIKE LIGHT
REPRINTED FROM ADVENTURES (L.W.SINGER CO.INC. 1951)
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