Old Tom again
Things out of perfection sail, | And all their swelling canvas wear, | Nor shall the self-begotten fail | Though
fantastic men suppose | Building-yard and stormy shore, | Winding-sheet and swaddling-clothes. |
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By PanEris
using Melati.
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