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Impression Du Voyage

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THE sea was sapphire coloured, and the sky
Burned like a heated opal through the air,
We hoisted sail; the wind was blowing fair
For the blue lands that to the eastward lie.
From the steep prow I marked with quickening eye
Zakynthos, every olive grove and creek,
Ithaca's cliff, Lycaon's snowy peak,
And all the flower-strewn hills of Arcady.
The flapping of the sail against the mast,
The ripple of the water on the side,
The ripple of girls' laughter at the stern,
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Dr Antony Theodore 14 August 2019
The flapping of the sail against the mast, The ripple of the water on the side, The ripple of girls' laughter at the stern, the great descriptive art of Oscar Wilde. tony
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