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The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn,
Like a child that has cried all night.
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 sons of the sea.
Q1. What is the wind that is asleep compared to?
Q2.
Which lines tell us about the fishermen getting ready to set out to sea?
Q3. Explain 'catamarans'.
Q4.
Name the poem and the poet.
Q5. What is meant by 'the leaping wealth of the tide'?​

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