The Fisherman

(Mindano Philippines.)

In the dark waveless sea,
Deep blue under deep blue,
The fisher drifts by on the tide
In his small pole-balanced canoe.

Above him the cloud-clapped hills
Crown the dense jungly sweeps;
The cocoa-nut groves hedge round
The hut where the beach-wave sleeps.

Is it not better so
To be as this Savage is,
Than to live the Wage-slave's life
Of hopeless agonies?
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