What boat is this that bears My soul on an ocean, fanned By new arriving airs From an undiscovered land? Is this Love`s magic boat, and these The waves of his unsounded seas? Pangs of the soul`s desire My voyage swiftly urge; Day--long I flee, afire To overtake the verge; But still into infinity Escape before me sky and sea. Anchor, my heart; abide, And search the seas no more. Out of this water wide Never shall dawn a shore, Till wave and sun have ceased to gleam, And wondrous truth dies out in dream.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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