John Bannister Tabb

Her Pilot

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Death seemed afraid to wake her;
For, traversing the deep,
When home he came to take her,
He kept her fast asleep.


And, haply, from her dreaming
Of many a risk to run
She woke, with rapture beaming,
To find her voyage done.

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