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And evermore by day and night, With burning eyeballs fever bright, This wan survivor of the sea Scans each blank, closing wall in turn, In dim endeavor to discern If sail there be. AND EVERMORE BY DAY AND NIGHT WITH BURNING EYEBALLS FEVER BRIGHT THIS WAN SURVIVOR OF THE SEA SCANS EACH BLANK CLOSING WALL IN TURN IN DIM ENDEAVOUR TO DISCERN IF SALE THERE BE
. Joy to me thine ever cloudless Sky of purest turquoise hue, And thy rosy mountain ranges Wrapped in pale, translucent blue. Beautiful the rainbow ether Shifting, shimmering evermore, In diaphanous, dazzling splendors Over all thy boundless floor, Where the low-boughed silver sage-bush Softly tufts the tawny land, And the tropic Spanish bayonet Clusters tall on every hand. While for leagues and leagues the cactus, Child of sun and sand and bare Rainless regions, lifts its columns Through the rare, transparent air. Wild and splendid in thy freedom, Unsubdued as is the sea, From the first, O lordly Desert, Thou hast drawn my heart to thee! Desolate thou art, and silent, Barren both of fruit and flower; Yet I love thine arid grandeur That defies man’s utmost power! _THE LAST SURVIVOR FROM THE LIFE-BOAT_ Beneath his pillow, hid away From careless sight, the nurses say, And safe from any stranger’s view, As miser might some treasure rare, So does he guard, with jealous care, A baby’s shoe.  THE LAST SURVIVOR FROM THE LIFEBOAT BY EVELEEN STEYNE READ FOR LIBERVOX DOT ORG BY LARRY WILSON BENEATH HIS PILLOW HID AWAY FROM CARELESS SIGHT THE NURSES SAY AND SAFE FROM ANY STRANGER'S VIEW AS MISER MIGHT SOME TREASURE WEAR SO DOES HE GUARD WITH JEALOUS CARE A BABY'S SHOE
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