Question

7. The wind lies asleep in the arms of dawn like a child.​

Answer 1

Answer:

The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all night. Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light, Come, let us gather our nets from the shore and set our catamarans free, To capture the leaping wealth of the tide, for we are the kings of the sea!