I sailed up a river with a pleasant wind, New lands, new people, and new thoughts to find; Many fair reaches and headlands appeared, And many dangers were there to be feared; But when I remember where I have been, And the fair landscapes that I have seen, THOU seemest the only permanent shore, The cape never rounded, nor wandered o'er. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ODE ON THE PLEASURE ARISING FROM VICISSITUDE by THOMAS GRAY THE BATTLE-CRY OF FREEDOM by GEORGE FREDERICK ROOT THE HUSKERS by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER EVENING ON CALAIS BEACH by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH GEORGE LEVISON OR, THE SCHOOLFELLOWS by WILLIAM ALLINGHAM A PASTORAL by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN DEAD JOYS by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |