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... ornate , and gay , Comes this way sailing Like a stately ship Of Tarsus , bound for the isles Of Javan or Gadire , With all her bravery on , and tackle trim , Sails fill'd , and streamers waving , Courted by all the winds that hold them ...
... ornate , and gay , Comes this way sailing Like a stately ship Of Tarsus , bound for the isles Of Javan or Gadire , With all her bravery on , and tackle trim , Sails fill'd , and streamers waving , Courted by all the winds that hold them ...
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