A Yacht to A Lotus
DON'T FADE THOUGH SAD, LOTUS!
SUN MAY COME AND SUN MAY GO
BY WILL OF FATHER WE FLOAT.
WE ARE FOR BEINGS BORN,
LET THEM GLADLY PASS THOUGH TORN-
COME THEY WITH CARES TO CROSS.
LET THEM CROSS TO SAFE ABODE.
LET US BE FIRM ON RIPPLES, OR WAVES;
GLADLY PLEASE THE PASSING SLAVES.
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