MY SHIPMarch 17, 1903. A showery day at Crab Beach(Her boat appearing over-arched by a rainbow)
On the joyful day that my ship comes in,
I shall be, oh, so happy and good;
All the girls shall have presents of strings of pearls,
And no one shall want for food;
In silks and velvets and ermine clad,
I shall walk about like a real queen;
But why is my trade so long delayed,
And why is my ship not seen?
I shall be, oh, so happy and good;
All the girls shall have presents of strings of pearls,
And no one shall want for food;
In silks and velvets and ermine clad,
I shall walk about like a real queen;
But why is my trade so long delayed,
And why is my ship not seen?
I gaze through my magical glass, and—behold!
In a distant clime my ship speeds on,
In a summer breeze, o'er the perfumed seas,
In the glow of the setting sun.
Her sails are embroidered damask so fine,
With jewels glitter and glisten her spars,
And below in the hold are the silver and gold
And copper in solid bars.
In a distant clime my ship speeds on,
In a summer breeze, o'er the perfumed seas,
In the glow of the setting sun.
Her sails are embroidered damask so fine,
With jewels glitter and glisten her spars,
And below in the hold are the silver and gold
And copper in solid bars.
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