THE FLOWER BOATBy Robert FrostTHE FISHERMAN’S swapping a yarn for a yarnUnder the hand of the village barber,And here in the angle of house and barnHis deep-sea dory has found a harbor.

At anchor she rides the sunny sodAs full to the gunnel with flowers a-growingAs ever she turned her home with codFrom George’s Bank when winds were blowing.

And I know from that Elysian freightShe will brave but once more the Atlantic weather,When dory and fisherman sail by fateTo seek for the Happy Isles together.

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