Farewell, dark and rolling deep !Farewell, foreign shore !
Open, in unclouded sweep,
Thou glorious realm before !
Yet, though I had safely pass'd
That weary, vexed main,
One loved voice, through surge and blast,
Could call me back again
Monday, February 7, 2011
the joy of an Argentinean steak complemented by the euforia of a no-wiper..
Farewell, dark and rolling deep !Farewell, foreign shore !
Open, in unclouded sweep,
Thou glorious realm before !
Yet, though I had safely pass'd
That weary, vexed main,
One loved voice, through surge and blast,
Could call me back again
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