<h2>MISSING.</h2>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">A cloudless sky, a sleeping sea,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">A cold gray reach of shore,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">A gleam of sail upon the lee—</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">And nothing more.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">My eyes saw that, my heart saw more:</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">A woman whose quivering lip</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Moulded this sentence o'er and o'er,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">"God keep that ship!"</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">God keep that ship! Her prayer, not mine,</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Goes out across the sea</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">To where beyond the misty line</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 3em;">A face is turned from me.</span><br/>
<span style="margin-left: 2em;">God keep that ship! Her ship, not mine—</span><br/>
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<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Mine never came back to me.</span><br/>
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