The Ships of Saint John (Bliss Carman Poem)
Where are the ships I used to know, That came to port on the Fundy tide Half a century ago, ...
Where are the ships I used to know, That came to port on the Fundy tide Half a century ago, ...
We are the vagabonds of time, And rove the yellow autumn days, When all the roads are gray with rime ...
O all the little rivers that run to Hudson's Bay, They call me and call me to follow them away. ...
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