Draw the blanket of ocean Over the frozen face. He lies, his eyes quarried by glittering fish, Staring through the green freezing sea-glass At the Northern Lights. He is now a child in the land of Christmas: Watching, amazed, the white tumbling bears And the diving seal. The iron wind clangs round the ice-caps, The five-pointed Dog-star Burns over the silent sea, And the three ships Come sailing in.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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