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The sea men
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THE WILD night comes like an owl to its lair,
The black clouds follow fast,
And the sun-gleams die, and the lightnings glare,
And the ships go heaving past, past, past—
The ships go heaving past!
Bar the doors, and higher, higher
Pile the faggots on the fire:
Now abroad, by many a light,
Empty seats there are to-night—
Empty seats that none may fill,
For the storm grows louder still:
How it surges and swells through the gorges and dells,
Under the ledges and over the lea,
Where a watery sound goeth moaning around—
God help our men at sea!
-------------Henry Kendall--------- |
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| To Mangoman: ((: | Vasylis |
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07-27 15:34 |
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Hello Vasile,
Very nice panaromic photo.Congratulations.
Dear vasile,
Very nice, graphic picture.
When I look at your photos i get this eery feeling I must have seen you around here in Luanda without knowing you, since you see all the time the same bar...the same fishermen......:)
Jan
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