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A PRINT BY HOKUSAI by FLORENCE KILPATRICK MIXTER

First Line: OF WHAT AVAIL
Last Line: AND FILL THE NIGHT WITH DEATH!
Subject(s): WIND;
Of what avail
The tiny winds that call
To the indifferent sea? To ships a-sail
The twilight's silver pall
Whispers of night
Without one ripple stirred.
But on the shoals three fishermen in white
Are watching . . . They have heard. . . .
How still the ships! --
So soon to feel the breath
Of winds that rush to meet the sea's cold lips
And fill the night with death!



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