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Far Off-Shore

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Look, the raft, a signal flying,     Thin--a shred;     None upon the lashed spars lying,     Quick or dead.     Cries the sea-fowl, hovering over,     "Crew, the crew?"     And the billow, reckless, rover,     Sweeps anew!

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"Look, the raft, a signal flying,..."

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