Hearken, ye mates and mariners! 'Tis a recital of a lone tar’s plight, a heart marooned by the tempestuous affections of the sea.
The Soliloquy:
“My heart, alas, bleeds raw; never shall I know…”
“For I’m Jack tar; I’ll feel no white bosom’s snug…”
“The brine of Neptune, year by year, goes to each unseen pour…”
Let the winds carry these verses to the far reaches of the seven seas, where the salt air meets the sailor’s soul, and the heart’s yearning echoes in the crash and roar of the waves.
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