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CONTENTS
| PAGE | |
| DEDICATION | |
| The Cities are full of pride, | v |
The Seven Seas |
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| A SONG OF THE ENGLISH | |
| Fair is our lot—O goodly is our heritage! | 1 |
| The Coastwise Lights | |
| Our brows are bound with spindrift and the weed is on our knees, | 3 |
| The Song of the Dead | |
| Hear now the Song of the Dead—in the North by the torn berg-edges, | 5 |
| The Deep-Sea Cables | |
| The wrecks dissolve above us; their dust drops down from afar, | 9 |
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