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First Line: O little ship that passed us in the night
Last Line: And she was gone; and we were left behind.
Subject(s): Death - Children; Death - Babies


O little ship that passed us in the night,
What sunrise wast thou bound for, as we sailed
Our longer voyage in the wind that wailed,
Across dark waves, with few great stars in sight?

Or wast thou bound for where, in dim half light
The Isles that None Return From lie thick-veiled
In their eternal mist; and shrunk and paled,
The sun of Ghostland shines from changeless height?

We had but time to hail and ask her name.
It sounded faint, like "Persis," and we heard
"God's haven" as the port from which she came;

Bound for . . . But in the sobbing of the wind,
And clash of waves, we failed to catch the word,
And she was gone; and we were left behind.





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