  There’s a town where shadows run In the sparkle and the blue, By the river and the sun Swept and flooded thro’ and thro’. There the sailor trolls a song, There the sea-gull dips her wing, There the wind is clear and strong, There the waters break and swing. But at night with leaden sweep Come the clouds along the flood, Lifting in the vaulted deep Pinions of a giant brood. Charging by the slip, the whole River rushes black and sheer, There the great fish heave and roll In the gloom beyond the pier. All the lonely hollow town Towers above the windy quay, And the ancient tide goes down With its secret to the sea. |
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