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hene’er I come where ladies are,How sad soever I was before,Though like a ship frost-bound and farWithheld in ice from the ocean’s roar,Third-winter’d in that dreadful dock,With stiffen’d cordage, sails decay’d,And crew that care for calm and shockAlike, too dull to be dismay’d,Yet, if I come where ladies are,How sad soever I was before,Then is my sadness banish’d far,And I am like that ship no more;Or like that ship if the ice-field splits,Burst by the sudden polar Spring,And all thank God with their warming wits,And kiss each other and dance and sing,And hoist fresh sails, that make the breezeBlow them along the liquid sea,Out of the North, where life did freeze,Into the haven where they would be.
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