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MAIN STREET AND OTHER POEMS

THE WHITE SHIPS AND THE RED (continued) Not all the seven oceans

Shall wash away that stain;

Upon a brow that wears a crown

I am the brand of Cain."

When God's great voice assembles

The fleet on Judgment Day,

The ghosts of ruined ships will rise

In sea and strait and bay.

Though they have lain for ages

Beneath the changeless flood,

They shall be white as silver,

But one—shall be like blood. [ 78 ]