The boats go out and the boats come in Under the wintry sky; And the rain and foam are white in the wind, And the white gulls cry. She sees the sea when the wind is wild Swept by the windy rain; And her heart's a-weary of sea and land As the long days wane. She sees the torn sails fly in the foam, Broad on the sky-line grey; And the boats go out and the boats come in. But there's one away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A DOUBLE BALLAD OF GOOD COUNSEL by FRANCOIS VILLON LEONARDO'S 'MONNA LISA' by EDWARD DOWDEN THE FAIRY KING by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM JIM'S WHISTLE by ALEXANDER ANDERSON PIONEER WOMAN by EVA K. ANGLESBURG THE FOUNTAIN OF PITY by HENRY BATAILLE DEATH'S JEST-BOOK: BRIDAL SONG AND DIRGE by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |