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POEMS OF NATURE

And still he stayed from day to day,
If he their kindness might repay;
But more and more
The sullen waves came rolling toward the shore.


And still the more the stranger waited,
The less his argosy was freighted,
And still the more he stayed,
The less his debt was paid.


So he unfurled his shrouded mast
To receive the fragrant blast;
And that same refreshing gale
Which had wooed him to remain
Again and again,
It was that filled his sail
And drove him to the main.