The sailor came out to the sea with the moon and stars, and he loved the life of the village more, but he loved the sea more, and the storm came after it in a white and screaming rush, and the night was filled with the sound of the sea, and the voice of the sea,

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The night was silent, the sea was all white with foam, and the sea was
shouting at him, and calling him to come. The storm must have been coming
for a long time. It was the deep south wind, and it blew in from the vast
open blackness of the Atlantic, and with a low moaning sound, it licked the
sides of the ship, and drove the waves against the side, and broke upon the
capes of the sails like a thousand kisses. But when the wind struck a spar
and made a sound like a door banging, the sailor felt his heart contract as
if a vise were tightening about it. He had come out here to the sea with the
moon and stars and the gentle stars. He loved the sea, but he loved the
life of the village more.

But the night grew darker. The storm came from the sea, but it must have
come from the sky. As the moon went down behind a cloud, a great star came
over the sky, and the storm came after it in a white and screaming rush,
and the night was filled with the sound of the sea, and the voice of the
sea, and the white hands of the waves. And as the white arms of the night
searched out for its prey, the sailor shrank back. The storm grew, the sea
rose and fell on his ears with the noise of thunder.

The night grew darker. The waves broke, the seas struck the ship, and the
sails rose and fell in a constant din, and the storm roared up from the
deep, and roared down upon the shore, and roared through the village with
a sound like the death of the last man in it.

The sailor grew smaller and smaller in a cold light, and the storm became
smaller and smaller. A night-sky spread out above him, and the sea lay
quiet at his feet, and, looking upward, he saw his ship and his village
rise around him upon the horizon.

The sailor grew smaller and smaller, and the storm became small in his
ears, and his ship grew smaller and smaller. And as the ship grew smaller,
it grew the larger. Each wave that broke over its foaming crests became a
giant, and the ship became the ocean, and the night became a summer evening.

The night grew larger and larger, the sea grew larger and larger, and the
sailors grew larger and larger. And the storm grew larger and larger.

Finally, with a roar as of the thunder of the earth, a great black cloud
rose, and a great sea rose, and the storm came after it in a white and
rolling rush, and the sea broke against the sides of the ship with a noise
of a thousand kisses, and the sailor felt a soft warmth at the place where
he had sat as a boy, and he knew that he was safe.

And the sea became the sea, and the night became the summer evening, and
the ocean became the ocean, and he stood upon the ship and looked around.
On the beach he saw the light of the village, but above the trees the full
moon threw its warm light across the waves, and he saw the sail upon the
horizon and knew that he was on his way.

“It is not far,” said the sailor. And he stood on the ship and watched the
sea, and he stood on the ship, and he watched the great black cloud, and he
watched the sea, and then he saw the sail upon the horizon, and he saw the
shore and he knew that he was safe.

For the sailor was happy. He had been safe and had been safe, and was
going home to his father, and his mother. He had reached the great world of
the sea, and he had found the harbor and the lights.

He stood on the ship and watched the sea, and he watched the great black
cloud, and he saw the sail upon the horizon, and he knew that he was on his
way, and he knew that somewhere, on a ship far away, there was a mate with
whom he could become friends.

And the storm grew cold in his ears, and the sea grew cold, and the sail on
the horizon grew larger and larger.

At last, with a roar as of the thunder of the earth, a great black
cloud rose, and a great sea rose, and the storm came after it in a white
and rolling rush, and the sea broke against the sides of the ship with a
noise of a thousand kisses, and the sailor grew small in a cold light, and
the storm became small in his ears, and he stood on the ship and looked
around. On the beach he saw the light of the village, but above the trees
the full moon threw its warm light into the sea, and he saw the sail upon
the horizon, and he saw the shore, and he knew that he was safe.

He climbed on deck of his ship and stood upon the deck and looked around.
On the beach he saw the lights of the village, but above the trees the
full moon threw its warm light into the sea, and he saw the sail upon the
horizon, and he saw the shore.

And the sailor felt in his heart that he was safe, and he clambered on
deck of his ship, and he climbed up the companionway into the cabin, and he
stood upon the deck of the ship, and he looked around.

And the storm grew cold in his ears, and the sea grew cold, and the sail on
the horizon grew larger and larger.

At last, with a roar as of the thunder of the earth, a great black cloud
rose, and a great sea rose, and the storm came after it in a white and
rolling rush, and the sea broke against the sides of the ship with a noise
of a thousand kisses, and the sailor became small in a cold light, and the
storm became small in his ears, and he stood on the ship and stared around
once more. On the beach he saw the lights of the village, but above the
trees the full moon threw its warm light into the sea, and he saw the sail
upon the horizon, and he saw the shore.

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