She put her books on the table.

[H]e ſeem'd amaz'd at the Sight of our Bark, having never ſeen any thing of that Kind before, for their Boats are moſt wretched Things, ſuch as I never ſaw before, having no Head or Stern, and being made only of the Skins of Goats, ſewed together with dried Guts of Goats and Sheep and done over with a kind of ſlimy Stuff like Roſin and Oil, but of a moſt nauſeous, odious Smell, […]

Aura Lea, Aura Lea, / Maid with golden hair;

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