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Show 10, Jeffries, Islamorada [Section 2] "Mr. Clayton, we think maybe, he wanted us to recite it for you?" They came up to the lectern and began "If Once You Have Slept On An Island." "By Rachel Field." If once you 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." Everybody reads this poem. 'You may bustle about in street and shop," Dory Clayton moved his lips prissily an silently along with the girls, getting a laugh, 'You may sit at home and sew,' "But you'll see blue water and wheeling gulls," they continued, "Wherever your feet may go. You may chat with the neighbors of this and that And close to your fire keep, But you'll hear ship whistle and lighthouse bell And tides beat through your sleep. Oh, you won't know why, and you can't say how Such change upon you came. But--once you have slept on an island You'll never be quite the same!" |