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The dripping, crinkled lichens Cheap Newport, and the sea-fog drenching all!
The platforms of our playground, all shining smooth and worn!
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I met my mates in the morning, a broken, scattered band.
Men shoot us in the water and club us on the land;
Men drive us to the Salt House like silly sheep and tame,
And still we sing Lukannon―before the sealers came.