@2S@1AILING, sailing, Over the waters and over the world, High to the heaven our sheets unfurled;— Hailing, hailing Our Lord the Sun, our Lady Moon, The starlit Night, the ardent Noon;— Failing, Paling, To twilights breathless, And dreamings deathless,— And aft the Creole sailor's croon. Leaping, leaping, Quick with the quivering life of the Trades,— On our bow grows the sea-line, to windward it fades;— Steeping, steeping The good ship and her marineres In sea-light, sea-dark, years and years;— Creeping, Sleeping,— The Wind-God numbers Our sudden slumbers, Our eeriest fancies, strangest fears. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COMING OF GOOD LUCK by ROBERT HERRICK A STRIP OF BLUE by LUCY LARCOM CRITICS AND CONNOISSEURS by MARIANNE MOORE MARE LIBERUM by HENRY VAN DYKE HILLS by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE THE HAPPY LOVER by PHILIP AYRES |