Far Off-Shore Poem by Herman Melville

Far Off-Shore

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Look, the raft, a signal flying,
Thin--a shred;
None upon the lashed spars lying,
Quick or dead.

Cries the sea-fowl, hovering over,
'Crew, the crew?'
And the billow, reckless, rover,
Sweeps anew!

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Herman Melville

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New York City, New York
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