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The Ship

THE SHIP.

LO! THE unbounded sea! On its breast a Ship, spreading all her sails—an ample  
 Ship, carrying even her moonsails; The pennant is flying aloft, as she speeds, she  
 speeds so stately—below, emulous waves press  
 forward, They surround the Ship, with shining curving motions,  
 and foam.
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