One Way of Trusting
Not trust you, love? Nay, 'tis not true.
As sailors trust the glancing sea
From day to day, so I trust you
They know how smooth the sea can be;
And well they know 'twill rage, pursue,
When winds do blow;—yet forth they thrust
Their skiffs, as in security.
They trust it, love, because they must.
As sailors trust the glancing sea
From day to day, so I trust you
They know how smooth the sea can be;
And well they know 'twill rage, pursue,
When winds do blow;—yet forth they thrust
Their skiffs, as in security.
They trust it, love, because they must.
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