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Rh And still he stayed from day to day

If he their kindness might repay;

But more and more

The sullen waves came rolling toward the shore.

And still the more the stranger waited,

The less his argosy was freighted,

And still the more he stayed,

The less his debt was paid.

So he unfurled his shrouded mast

To receive the fragrant blast;

And that sane refreshing gale

Which had wooed him to remain

Again and again,

It was that filled his sail

And drove him to the main.

All day the low-hung clouds

Dropt tears into the sea;

And the wind amid the shrouds

Sighed plaintively.

INDEPENDENCE

life more civil is and free

Than any civil polity.

Ye princes, keep your realms

And circumscribèd power,