Complete poems of S. Weir Mitchell [electronic text]

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Complete poems of S. Weir Mitchell [electronic text]
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Mitchell, S. Weir (Silas Weir), 1829-1914
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New York: The Century Co.
1914
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DREAMLAND

Up Anchor! Up anchor! Set sail and away! The ventures of dreamland:Are thine for a day. Yo, heave ho! Aloft and alow Elf sailors are singing, Yo, heave ho! The breeze that is blowing So sturdily strong Shall fill up thy sailWith the breath of a song. A fay at the mast-head Keeps watch o'er the sea; Blown amber of tresses Thy banner shall be; Thy freight the lost laughter

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That sad souls have missed, Thy cargo the kisses That never were kissed. And ho, for a fay maid Born merry in June, Of dainty red roses Beneath a red moon. The star-pearls that midnight Casts down on the sea, Dark gold of the sunset Her fortune shall be. And ever she whispers, More tenderly sweet, "Love am I, love only, Love perfect, complete. The world is my lordship, The heart is my slave; I mock at the ages, I laugh at the grave. Wilt sail with me ever A dream-haunted sea, Whose whispering waters Shall murmur to thee The love-haunted lyrics Dead poets have made Ere life had a fetter, Ere love was afraid?" Then up with the anchor! Set sail and away! The ventures of loveland Are thine for a day.
NEWPORT, 1890
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