Far Off-Shore
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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