Thus the loving Captain sails his life away.

MAIDEN.

What are those far Highlands, blue as Beauty's eye

Looking like the islands of an upper sky?

Take me to their summits that I may explore

All the caves and creatures I never saw before.

CAPTAIN.

'Tis a mystic saying: "He who seeks that shore

Fades and then his fate is never heard of more."

Such a distant prospect seek not now to spy,

Let one loving sailor fill your starry eye.

Luffing to the starboard, tacking o'er the Bay,

Thus the gallant Captain sails his life away.

MAIDEN.

Where is the Atlantic? I've heard grandfather say

He sailed on its huge surge from Holland far away,

O take me to the Ocean where the steamer sails,

A wonder to the lubbers and terror to the whales.

CAPTAIN.

Lubbers' yarns! My Maiden, trust you what I say,

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