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CLOUDS by JOHN TROTWOOD MOORE

First Line: O CLOUDS, YE ARE SHIPS IN THE INFINITE BLUE
Last Line: WHERE YOU FLOAT.
Subject(s): HARBORS; LOVE; SAILING & SAILORS; SEA; OCEAN;
O CLOUDS, ye are ships in the infinite blue
Of the ocean of heaven—and ye sail,
And ye sail
To the harbor-gate, open to welcome you through
In the west—to the harbor-gate, pale
As a moon-ray reflected from the sea
To your sail.

O, clouds, ye are ships, and above you the dome
Of an infinite heaven—and ye float,
And ye float
To the beacon-star burning to welcome you home
To your rest. And lovers will gloat
O'er eyes that are blue and wet as the waves
Where you float.



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