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28b Peaceful Shore

At anchor laid, remote from home, 
Toiling, I cry, sweet spirit, come! 
Celestial breeze, no longer stay, 
But swell my sails and speed my way.

Fain would I mount, fain would I glow, 
And loose my cable from below; 
But I can only spread my sail; 
Thou, thou must breathe th'auspicious gale.

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