The Great Adventure Of Max Breuck: 10

Amy Lowell

My ship has tasted water in strange seas,
And bartered goods at still uncharted isles.
She’s oft coquetted with a tropic breeze,
And sheered off hurricanes with jaunty smiles.”
“Tush, Kurler,” here broke in the other man,
“Enough of poetry, draw the deed and sign.”
The old man seemed to wizen at the voice,
“My good friend, Grootver,—” he at once began.
“No introductions, let us have some wine,
And business, now that you at last have made your choice.”

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