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To raise the overall barbarous tone of this blog

Poem lyrics of 'With Ships the Sea was Sprinkled Far and Nigh' by William Wordsworth

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With ships the sea was sprinkled far and nigh,

Like stars in heaven, and joyously it showed;
Some lying fast at anchor in the road,
Some veering up and down, one knew not why.
A goodly vessel did I then espy

Come like a giant from a haven broad;
And lustily along the bay she strode,
Her tackling rich, and of apparel high.
The ship was nought to me, nor I to her,
Yet I pursued her with a lover’s look;
This ship to all the rest did I prefer:
When will she turn, and whither? She will brook
No tarrying; where she comes the winds must stir:
On went she, and due north her journey took

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An interesting aside - The above poem was written in 1806 and only 3 years, later in 1809, Wordsworths sister Dorothy died in a shipwreck, from which only the captain survived. A dark cosmic irony.
 
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