The strangest of adventures, That happen by the sea, Befell to Lord Arnaldos On the Evening of St. John; For he was out a-hunting -- A huntsman bold was he! -- When he beheld a little ship And close to land was she. Her cords were all of silver, Her sails of cramasy; And he who sailed the little ship Was singing at the helm: The waves stood still to hear him, The wind was soft and low; The fish who dwell in darkness Ascended through the sea, And all the birds in heaven Flew down to his mast-tree. Then spake the Lord Arnaldos, (Well shall you hear his words! ) "Tell me for God's sake, sailor, What song may that song be?" The sailor spake in answer, And answer thus made he: "I only tell my song to those Who sail away with me." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LAMENT FOR THE MAKARIS [WHEN HE WAS SEIK] by WILLIAM DUNBAR THE WILL OF GOD by FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER THE RIVER STOUR by WILLIAM BARNES ON EDWARD WEBBE, ENGLISH GUNNER by WILLIAM ROSE BENET THE ANCIENT THREE by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE THE CITY: 2. THE CITY by STIRLING BOWEN |