Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, SONNET: 5, by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON


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First Line: Nor judge me light, tho' light at times I seem
Last Line: Whom easy taste, the golden pilot, steered.
Alternate Author Name(s): Stevenson, Robert Lewis Balfour
Subject(s): Light; Sailing & Sailors; Travel; Journeys; Trips


NOR judge me light, tho' light at times I seem
And lightly in the stress of fortune, bear
The unnumerable flaws of changeful care --
Nor judge me light for this, nor rashly deem
(Office forbid to mortals, kept supreme
And separate the prerogative of God!)
That seaman idle, who is borne abroad
To the far haven by the favouring stream.
Not he alone that to contrarious seas
Opposes, all night long, the unwearied oar,
Not he alone, by high success endeared,
Shall reach the Port; but, winged, with some light breeze
Shall they, with upright keels, pass in before,
Whom easy Taste, the golden pilot, steered.





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