Blue is the sea below you. Blue is the sky above. @3Peace@1 is the word we owe you, Friends and the sails we love. Glide to enchanting havens, Freedom and peace to find! We with the wrens and ravens Linger at home behind. Never may fate ill-treat you! Ever may God be nigh! We in the sunset meet you, Winged with prayer. Goodbye! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SUMMER. THE SECOND PASTORAL, OR ALEXIS by ALEXANDER POPE ADONAIS; AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF JOHN KEATS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY TO EDWARD FITZGERALD by ALFRED TENNYSON SINCE THOU ART GONE by HENRY VAUGHAN PENTUCKET [AUGUST 29, 1708] by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |