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  EMPTY  SAIL-BOATS.

  Empty  sail-boats  now  silently float
  upon  motionless  seas;
  the  swimmers  who  treaded  water
  off  well-worn  timber-bows
  over  time  have  disappeared,
  leaving  every  wave  alone  now.
  Age  has  frayed  the  steady  sails
  now  yellow’d  and  torn;
  breeze  gone  from their  wake,
  soon  they’ll  sail  no  more.
  Through  once  elegant  boards  
  trickling  drops  have  appeared
  for  Nature  gently  reclaims
  all  the  arts  of  our  hands.
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