<h2><SPAN name="page7"></SPAN><span class="pagenum"></span>THE GULF STREAM</h2>
<p class="poetry">Skilled mariner, and counted sane and wise,<br/>
That was a curious thing which chanced to me,<br/>
So good a sailor on so fair a
sea.<br/>
With favouring winds and blue unshadowed skies,<br/>
Led by the faithful beacon of Love’s eyes,<br/>
Past reef and shoal, my life-boat bounded free<br/>
And fearless of all changes that might be<br/>
Under calm waves, where many a sunk rock lies.</p>
<p class="poetry">A golden dawn; yet suddenly my barque<br/>
Strained at the sails, as in a cyclone’s
blast;<br/>
And battled with an unseen
current’s force,<br/>
For we had entered when the night was dark<br/>
That old tempestuous Gulf Stream of the Past.<br/>
But for love’s eyes, I had
not kept the course.</p>
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