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This Quiet Sail Is As A Noiseless Wing To Waft Me From Distraction.
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This quiet sail is as a noiseless wing
To waft me from distraction.
-- Lord Byron (1788-1824)
-- Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, Canto iii, Stanza 85
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