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62 SEA SONGS.
And, bless the old lass, how she stepped it, as if she
did just understand, She was to have some rest at last, cosy, inshore, aside
of the land ; It didn't take her long to find Nukuheva, her old nose
to lay Snug anchored beneath the tall palms that hung green
right down in to the bay.