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Petrels of the sea-drift!Swallows of the lea!Arabs of the whole wide girthOf the wind-encircled earth!In all climes we pitch our tents,Cronies of the elements,With the secret lords of birthIntimate and free.
All the seaboard knows usFrom Fundy to the Keys;Every bend and every creekOf abundant Chesapeake;Ardise hills and Newport covesAnd the far-off orange groves,Where Floridian oceans break,Tropic tiger seas.
Down the world with Marna,Tarrying there and here!Just as much at home in SpainAs in Tangier or Touraine!Shakespeare’s Avon knows us well,And the crags of Neufchâtel;And the ancient Nile is fainOf our coming near.
Down the world with Marna,Daughter of the air!Marna of the subtle grace,And the vision in her face!Moving in the measures trodBy the angels before God!With her sky-blue eyes amazeAnd her sea-blue hair!

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