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The Moon is far, here's for the moon-flower!

ISLAND FORTUNATE.

Fare fortunately mariners! who steer neath Summer skys To nearer ports, for surer gain, full freighted argosies. Your trafficking unhinder'd be by harms the Fates inflict The blind oncoming of the berg, or galley derelict. Better ye deem to tempt the deep than moulder at the quay, Sure, what the heedful merchant dare, wehow much rathermay.