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The Shadows On The Water Reach

by Elizabeth Drew Stoddard, 1895

The shadows on the water reach
  My shadow on the beach;
I see the dark trees on the shore,
  The fisher's oar.

I met her by the sea last night,
  A little maid in white;
I shall never meet her more
  On the shore.

Ho! fisher, hoist your idle sail,
  And whistle for a gale;
My ship is waiting in the bay,
  Row away!

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