land

Nine fathom deep he had followed us From the land of mist and snow. 🔊

Under the keel nine fathom deep, From the land of mist and snow, 🔊

The spirit who bideth by himself In the land of mist and snow, 🔊

They stood as signals to the land, Each one a lovely light; 🔊

And now, all in my own countree, I stood on the firm land! 🔊

I pass, like night, from land to land; I have strange power of speech; 🔊

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