If you once have slept on an island
You'll never be quite the same!
You may look as you looked the day before
and go by the same old name.
You may bustle about in street and shop.
You many sit at home ans sew;
But you'll see blue water and wheeling gulls
Wherever your feet may go.
You may chat with the neighbor of this and that,
And close to your fire keep
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