Because thou hast been "in the open," now Shalt thou find all thine "harbour" safe and sweet. Enter therein, O love, with fearless feet: Lay up therein thy vessel's foam-swept prow! Peace and reward the approving gods allow; Soft shall thy rest be after burning heat Of summer,—glad the flowers in thy retreat! See! this fair rose I bind about thy brow! O lady,—"vessel" of mine now coming "home," Bringing me richest treasures from the East, Thy thin stem cutting the receding foam,— Love waits, and spreads us a thrice-glorious feast! Thou art bright with sunsets over loneliest sea, And with those sighing sunsets crownest me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE DARKEST HOUR; OXFORD, 1917 by GEORGE SANTAYANA IN THE VALLEY OF THE ELWY by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS THE QUIET PILGRIM by EDITH MATILDA THOMAS OCTOBER by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS MARCH OF THE MEN OF HARLECH by ALEXANDER BOSWELL THE PAINTED CUP by WILLIAM CULLEN BRYANT |