@3THERE is never a ship sails down the bay But hidden aboard is a stowaway!@1 My office windows are wide, are wide— They look on the bay where the great ships ride, Where the winds of heaven blow free, blow free, And the ships go out on the ebbing tide @3But on every ship that sails, I know Is a stowaway hid somewhere below!@1 I have a wife who is fair to see; I have children at home to welcome me— Is the heart of man never satisfied? Oh, why should I watch the ships and the sea? @3How know that a stowaway hides away In the hold of each ship when she leaves the bay?@1 I have possessions to waken pride; My house is massive—my lands are wide, But my heart is stirred when the winds blow free, And the ships go out on the ebbing tide. @3And in every ship that puts to sea, Lies a stowaway hiding stealthily!@1 There are old strange cities where I would be; There are far green isles and they call to me When the ships go out on the ebbing tide, And the winds of heaven blow free, blow free! @3And never a ship sails out of the bay But carries my heart as a stowaway!@1 | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BIRD AND BROOK by WILLIAM HENRY DAVIES ARIZONA POEMS: 6. RAIN IN THE DESERT by JOHN GOULD FLETCHER WHAT THE ENGINE SAYS by ALEXANDER ANDERSON WRITTEN IN ZIMMERMAN'S SOLITUDE by MATILDA BARBARA BETHAM-EDWARDS LI HUA'S MESSENGER by PETER BETHANIS |