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MY SHIP by CONSTANCE V. FRAZIER

First Line: OUT OF THE HARBOR AT BREAK OF DAY
Last Line: AND SANK IN A SEA OF GLEAMING STARS.
Subject(s): DREAMS; SAILING & SAILORS; SHIPS & SHIPPING; NIGHTMARES; SEAMEN; SAILS;
OUT of the harbor at break of day,
Where the gulls and the winds and the ripples play,
'Gainst bar on bar of rose and gold,
I watched her fair white sails unfold.

For long, long days on the changing sands
I waited for tidings from distant lands,
For a cargo of priceless dreams she bore
To an anchorage safe on a far-off shore.

Then, over a tranquil, moonlit sea,
A west wind blew and whispered me
Of a ship that broke the sunset bars
And sank in a sea of gleaming stars.



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