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MARINE
Chariots of copper and of silver —
Prows of silver and steel —
Thresh upon the foam, —
Upheave the stumps and brambles.
The currents of the heath,
And the enormous ruts of the ebb,
Flow circularly toward the east,
Toward the pillars of the forest, —
Toward the boles of the jetty,
Against whose edge whirlwinds of light collide. |
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