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Then stood and spake the oldest one: "My eyes are true and keen, And I have sailed for four-score years Wherever ship hath been.

"From East to West, from North to South, With every wind that blows, I know no land beyond the rim Where boundless bays repose;

"Where sleeps the sea along the strand Of sky-like slopes that wear So rich a light the very night Forgets to linger there.

"It seems to me, if such there be, No man could pass it by; And I will make, for thy dear sake, This voyage before I die.

"And if I fail that port to hail, God fend my soul. Oh, pray! The task I take for love's sweet sake May wash some sins away."

Transcriber's note

_Underscores_ have indicate italics.

The original book used hyphens inconsistently. The inconsistencies have been preserved.

End of Project Gutenberg's Songs of Sea and Sail, by Thomas Fleming Day