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1431. One Way of Trusting
By Hannah Parker Kimball
NOT trust you, dear? Nay, ’t is not true.
As sailors trust the shifting sea
From day to day, so I trust you.
They know how smooth the sea can be;
And well they know its treachery 5
When tempests blow; yet forth they thrust
Their ships, as in security.
They trust it, dear, because they must.
By Hannah Parker Kimball
NOT trust you, dear? Nay, ’t is not true.
As sailors trust the shifting sea
From day to day, so I trust you.
They know how smooth the sea can be;
And well they know its treachery 5
When tempests blow; yet forth they thrust
Their ships, as in security.
They trust it, dear, because they must.
