Oh, what know they of harbours Who toss not on the sea! They tell of fairer havens, But none so fair there be As Plymouth town outstretching Her quiet arms to me; Her breast's broad welcome spreading From Mewstone to Penlee. {51} Ah, with this home-thought, darling, Come crowding thoughts of thee. Oh, what know they of harbours Who toss not on the sea! Ernest Radford.
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