We now, held in captivity

THE DAY'S WORK

W Enow , held in captivity,
 Spring to our bondage nor grieve—
SeEnow, how it is blesseder,
 Brothers, to give than receive!
Keep trust, wherefore we were made,
 Paying the debt that we owe;
For a clean thrust, and the shear of the blade,
 Will carry us where we would go.
The Ship that Found Herself .
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