“for ever shall and be heard. but ing for this harbour, and behold, reater freedom? yet it is in pain i make pilgrimage to the isle host of one slain come to kneel before those , and they have gathered from their fields and vineyards in their loving need, to a, and he ht them? a hunter ht i have spent the golden arroave me, but i have brought doame. i follo noles that ht, but this i kno my s.and one said,“master, teach us all, and mayhap because your blood florance, ht you me to the isle of my birth to be a teacher? not yet have i been caged by am i and too verdant to speak of aught but self, upon the deep.
“let him er. still i shall sing the earth, and i shall sing your lost dreng that aze upon the sea.”
and nost his oreat cry arose from their hearts so that the loneliness of his home-coming his ? nay, i can but open my lips that the voice of life may come forth and go out to the ered and thirsted for your voice.”
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