Far from New England’s blustering shore, New England’s worm her hulk…

Far from New England’s blustering shore,
New England’s worm her hulk shall bore,
And sink her in the Indian seas,
Twine, wine, and hides, and China teas.

Sourced, A Week on the Concord and Marrimack Rivers
(1849)

Monday, Though All the Fates Should Prove Unkind, st. 2

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