English poem
For days full four and twenty they fared thro’ the piny wood
by Mary Pickering Nichols (1829–1915)
For days full four and twenty they fared thro’ the piny wood; At last, on a morning early, down they came to the flood, And saw a laden galley, that came from Garadé. Then did the lonely maidens sorrow and pain at the sailors’ plight betray.
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