Poems of Progress and New Thought Pastels

Poems of Progress and New Thought Pastels

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

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Poems of Progress and New Thought Pastels by Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Chapter 1 No.1

Sailing away on a summer sea,

Out of the bleak March weather;

Drifting away for a loaf and play,

Just you and I together;

And it's good-bye worry and good-bye hurry

And never a care have we;

With the sea below and the sun above

And nothing to do but dream and love,

Sailing away together.

Sailing away from the grim old town

And tasks the town calls duty;

Sailing away from walls of grey

To a land of bloom and beauty,

And it's good-bye to letters from our lessers and our betters,

To the cold world's smile or its frown.

We sail away on a sunny track

To find the summer and bring it back

And love is our only duty.

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