• anonymous
When little lights in little ports come out, Quivering down through water with the stars, And all the fishing fleet of slender spars Range at their moorings, veer with tide about; When race of wind is stilled and sails are furled, And underneath our single riding-light The curve of blackribbed deck gleams palely white, And slumbrous waters pool a slumbrous world; Then, and then only, have I thought how sweet Old age might sink upon a windy youth, Quiet beneath the riding-light of truth, Weathered through storms, and gracious in retreat.
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  • anonymous
which of the following is true of the text in bold (when race of wind is stilled and sails are furled implies a coming change of seasons or situation explicitly describes a group of birds explicitly describes boats that are docked implies chaos or lack of control

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