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On up the sea slant,
On up the horizon,
The ship limps.
The bone of her nose fog-gray,
The heart of her sea-strong,
She came a long way,
She goes a long way.
On up the sea slant,
On up the horizon,
She limps sea-strong,
She is a green-lit night gray.
She comes and goes in sea-fog.
Up the horizon slant she limps.
Carl Sandburg
Carl August Sandburg (January 6, 1878 – July 22, 1967) was a Swedish-American poet, biographer, journalist, and editor. He won three Pulitzer Pr
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