UNTITLED 1, 'THE SEA, SHE MOVES ME'
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UNTITLED 2, 'THE SEA, SHE MOVES ME'
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UNTITLED 3, 'THE SEA, SHE MOVES ME'
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UNTITLED 4, 'THE SEA, SHE MOVES ME'
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UNTITLED 5, 'THE SEA, SHE MOVES ME'
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“After many delays and disappointments, we succeeded at last in obtaining a passage in a fast-sailing brig, the Laurel, of Greenock; and favourable winds are now rapidly carrying us across the Atlantic … The morning light found our vessel dashing gallantly along, with a favourable breeze, through the north channel; that day we saw the last of the Hebrides, and before night lost sight of the north coast of Ireland. A wide expanse of water and sky is now our only prospect, unvaried by any object save the distant and scarcely to be traced outline of some vessel just seen at the verge of the horizon, or sometimes a few sea-fowl. I love to watch these wanderers of the ocean, as they rise and fall with the rocking billows, or flit about our vessel; and often I wonder whence they came, to what distant shore they are bound, and if they make the rude wave their home and resting-place during the long day and dark night.”

Catharine Parr Trail, The Backwoods of Canada