1. O sailor, come ashore,
What have you brought for me?
Red coral, white coral,
Coral from the sea.
2. I did not dig it from the ground,
Nor pluck it from a tree;
Feeble insects made it
In the stormy sea.
(CHRISTINA ROSSETTI) JmJJucwM3vG0No3EImUP5+ZKoKh2pVnLoBltco4Y40htVeTz7SeNUv9M7sSpb5vt
