@3Each man is Captain of his Soul, And each man his own Crew, But the Pilot knows the Unknown Seas, And He will bring us through.@1 We break new seas to-day, -- Our eager keels quest unaccustomed waters, And, from the vast uncharted waste in front, The mystic circles leap To greet our prows with mightiest possibilities; Bringing us -- what? -- Dread shoals and shifting banks? -- And calms and storms? -- And clouds and biting gales? -- And wreck and loss? -- And valiant fighting-times? And, maybe, Death! -- and so, the Larger Life! @3For should the Pilot deem it best To cut the voyage short, He sees beyond the sky-line, and He'll bring us into Port.@1 And, maybe, Life -- Life on a bounding tide And chance of glorious deeds; -- Of help swift-borne to drowning mariners; Of cheer to ships dismasted in the gale; Of succours given unasked and joyfully; Of mighty service to all needy souls. @3So -- Ho for the Pilot's orders, Whatever course He makes! For He sees beyond the sky-line, And He never makes mistakes.@1 And, maybe, Golden Days, Full freighted with delight! -- And wide free seas of unimagined bliss, -- And Treasure Isles, and Kingdoms to be won, -- And Undiscovered Countries, and New Kin. @3For each man captains his own Soul, And chooses his own Crew, But the Pilot knows the Unknown Seas, And He will bring us through.@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SOME VERSES UPON THE BURNING OF OUR HOUSE JULY 10, 1666 by ANNE BRADSTREET THE TRIUMPHS OF OWEN: A FRAGMENT by THOMAS GRAY THE FOOL AND THE POET by ALEXANDER POPE SPRING QUIET by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI ROLL-CALL by NATHANIEL GRAHAM SHEPHERD THE LITTLE CROSS by EDITH AGNEW |