The finest of them,
The most eminent
Swerved, dodged narrowly
The sweet, sweet coronation.
The highest, the obscure,
The worthy of pride-
Cast like a thousand sighs
Upon the disjointed sea-
He stands alone in sunrise.
The rest, young and old,
Reaching or pulling,
Say a prayer, smile for him.
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