The Youth's Coronal by Hannah Flagg Gould
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page 55 of 149 (36%)
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Nor scorned the poor and low.
The monarch in his sight had stood, Superb, in glittering vest; The savage, too, that roams the wood, In skins and feathers dressed. The tribes of many an isle he knew; And beasts, and birds, and flowers, And fruits, of many a shape and hue, In lands remote from ours. He'd seen the wide-winged albatros Her breast in ocean lave; And bold sea-lions, playing, toss Their heads above the wave. He'd seen the dolphin, while his back Went flashing to the sun, A swarm of flying fish attack, And swallow every one! The porpoise and the spouting whale Had sported in his view; And hungry sharks pursued his sail, As if they'd eat the crew. And ever, when Tom Tar got home, The children, at their play, Were glad to have the Sailor come, |
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