Song of the Paddlers [excerpt] Poem by Herman Melville

Song of the Paddlers [excerpt]

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Dip, dip, in the brine our paddles dip,
Dip, dip, the fins of our swimming ship!
How the waters part,
As on we dart;
Our sharp prows fly,
And curl on high,
As the upright fin of the rushing shark,
Rushing fast and far on his flying mark!
Like him we prey;
Like him we slay;
Swim on the foe,
Our prow a blow!

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Herman Melville

Herman Melville

New York City, New York
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