FAR out on the stormy ocean There's a ship that is faring home, Cleaving the great green breakers, Parting the curd white foam; Passing the mighty icebergs, Crossing the surging sea, The ship that is bringing my dear ones Safely back to me. Many a ship is sailing Forth on the ocean vast; Laden with gold and spices, Gallant from deck to mast; But only one ship I dream of, For only one ship I pray, The ship that over the ocean Is making her home-bound way. 'Tis just as were mine the single Home out of all the world, Just as were mine the only Flag to the winds unfurled, As over the great green billows, Parting the curd white foam, I think of the ship that is hasting, Bringing my loved ones home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BALLADE OF BLUE CHINA by ANDREW LANG MAN, THE MAN-HUNTER by CARL SANDBURG THE LAST LOOK O' HAME by HEW AINSLIE PICTURES ON ENAMEL by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT HINC LACHRIMAE; OR THE AUTHOR TO AURORA: 29 by WILLIAM BOSWORTH THE WANDERER: 5. IN HOLLAND: THE CANTICLE OF LOVE by EDWARD ROBERT BULWER-LYTTON |