Question

Sweet is the shade of the coconut glade , and the

scent of the mango grove,

And sweet are the sands at the full o’ the moon

with the sound of the voices we love;

But sweeter , O brothers, the kiss of the spray and

the dance of the wild foam’s glee;

Row, brothers, row to the edge of the verge, where

the low sky mates with the sea.​

Answer 1

Answer:

Sweet is the shade of the coconut glade , and the

scent of the mango grove,

And sweet are the sands at the full o’ the moon

with the sound of the voices we love;

But sweeter , O brothers, the kiss of the spray and

the dance of the wild foam’s glee;

Row, brothers, row to the edge of the verge, where

the low sky mates with the sea.