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Adrift! A little boat adrift!

And night is coming down!

Will no one guide a little boat

Unto the nearest town?

So Sailors say – on yesterday –

Just as the dusk was brown

One little boat gave up it’s strife

And gurgled down and down.

So angels say – on yesterday –

Just as the dawn was red

One little boat – o’erspent with gales –

Retrimmed it’s masts – redecked it’s sails –

And shot – exultant on!

ca. 1858