The little ships are dearer than the great ships
For they sail in strange places,
They lean nearer the green waters.
One may count by wavelets how the year slips
From their decks; and hear the Sea-King’s daughters
Laughing at their play whene’er the boat dips.
(Lesbia Harford)
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