O wind and stars, I am with you now; And ports of day, Good-by! When my captain Love puts out to sea, His mariner am I. I set my shoulder to the prow, And launch from the pebbly shore. The tide pulls out, and hints of time Blow in from the cool sea floor. My sheering sail is a swift white wing Crowding the gloom with haste; I scud through the large and solemn world, And skim the wan grey waste. O stars and wind, be with me now; And ports of night, draw near! No sooner the longed for seamark shines, Than the very dark grows dear. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN THE HOME STRETCH by ROBERT FROST THE RUSTIC LAD'S LAMENT IN THE TOWN by DAVID MACBETH MOIR SILENCE SINGS by THOMAS STURGE MOORE THE BLACKBIRD by WILLIAM BARNES SARCOPSYLLA PENETRANS by ALTA WRENWICK BROWN |