Classic and Contemporary Poetry
JUAN CABRILLO, by WINIFRED DAVIDSON First Line: First from old spain you came, brave portuguese Last Line: While skies burn blue, while lifts high loma's crest. Subject(s): Portugal; Ships & Shipping | ||||||||
First from old Spain you came, brave Portuguese, Cabrillo! And the ship San Salvador Made port where never such craft sailed before Here at Point Loma. Up from far southern seas You came with white wings blowing, just as these Our timid wings blow big here near this shore Today. You came, you went. Now evermore Your name, Cabrillo, rides our western breeze. Proud navigator of the olden ways, Bold son of seamen of that Portugal Whose sailors knew all lands in golden days When every land was distant! Here you shall Stand forth in sunshine of this farthest West While skies burn blue, while lifts high Loma's crest. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LIVE IT THROUGH by DAVID IGNATOW THE SHIP POUNDING by DONALD HALL ULTRAISTA ONEIRIC by ANSELM HOLLO THE NORTH SHIP by PHILIP LARKIN GOOD SHIPS by JOHN CROWE RANSOM APRIL AFTERNOON, POINT LOMA (1769) by WINIFRED DAVIDSON |
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