The Brig
It tossed & tossed
A little brig I knew o'ertook by blast
It spun and spun
And groped delerious [sic] for Morn -
It slipped and slipped
As one that drunken stept -
Its white foot tripped
Then dropped from sight -
A[added: h] Brig - Good night -
To crew and you
The Ocean's heart - too smooth
too blue -
To break for you -
[by Emily Dickinson]
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