@2A@1S some blithe schooner sailing on the breast Of ocean, thrilled by the sheer voyaging, Heedless that wave and wind must hourly bring Her near and nearer to the haven-rest;— Yard-arms akimbo, carelessness confest, Dancing through worlds of water, white of wing And light of heart;—finds harbour, wondering Where now the roar, the rigour and the zest; Creature of chance, so was it with thy life, Who knew not, hardly loved, the element Upbearing thee, but, glad to be a wife, Took little thought @3whither@1 the compass bent,— Crossing the troubled deep of Shelley's spirit, The silent Dark thereafter to inherit! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO A MOTH SEEN IN WINTER by ROBERT FROST OCTAVES: 20 by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON WELCOME by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) LIMBO by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE TRUST IN GOD by NORMAN MACLEOD (1812-1872) LITTLE JERRY, THE MILLER by JOHN GODFREY SAXE |