A white boat in the bay, Fleeting lark of a clear horizon. Looked back upon the dew, the beauty— The rare caressing blossoms of dawn! Long shadows stretch, And even the daffodils whisper softly, Where the golden sunbreaks lie.
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A white boat in the bay, Fleeting lark of a clear horizon. Looked back upon the dew, the beauty— The rare caressing blossoms of dawn! Long shadows stretch, And even the daffodils whisper softly, Where the golden sunbreaks lie.