<h2 id="id00147" style="margin-top: 4em">SEA-BORN</h2>
<p id="id00148">Afar in the turbulent city,<br/>
In a hive where men make gold,<br/>
He stood at his loom from dawn to dark,<br/>
While the passing years were told.<br/></p>
<p id="id00149">And when he knew it was summer-time<br/>
By the grey dust on the street,<br/>
By the lingering hours of daylight,<br/>
And the sultry noon-tide heat—<br/></p>
<p id="id00150">Oh! he longed as a captive sea-bird<br/>
To leave his cage and be free,<br/>
For his heart like a shell kept singing<br/>
The old, old song of the sea.<br/></p>
<p id="id00151">And amid the noise and confusion<br/>
Of wheels that were never still,<br/>
He heard the wind through the scented pines<br/>
On a rough, storm-beaten hill;<br/></p>
<p id="id00152">While, beyond a maze of painted threads,<br/>
Where his tireless shuttle flew,<br/>
In fancy he saw the sunlit waves<br/>
Beckon him out to the blue.<br/></p>
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