THE ships which set out from the ancient shore Of Truth's vast sea, pause not their onward sweep With change of captains. For, on that stern deep All ships exceed commanders. ... Though no more His voice shall ring above the sentient roar Yet shall our bark bear on. But we who keep Its sails before the wind — Ah! we shall weep For loss of this one man our hearts adore. O'er all the seas he led us stanch and true, His leadership harks back for many a mile; And can it be that we must say adieu To him who brought us to this treasure isle? Farewell! Ah, no, — the word has too much rue, He would not have it thus — he bids us smile. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LORD ULLIN'S DAUGHTER by THOMAS CAMPBELL THE EAGLE'S SONG by RICHARD MANSFIELD SONNET: 14. ON THE RELIGIOUS MEMORY OF CATHERINE THOMASON by JOHN MILTON IN YOUTH IS PLEASURE by ROBERT WEVER THE RECOLLECTION OF THE PEOPLE by PIERRE JEAN DE BERANGER NEIGHBORS by ANNE MILLAY BREMER ON HIS ENGAGEMENT TO BE MARRIED by CHARLES WILLIAM BRODRIBB TO MY HONOURED FRIEND MR. DRAYTON; AFFIXED TO 'POLYOLBION' by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |