'BLOW high, blow low! let tempest tear The mainmast by the board! My heart (with thoughts of thee, my dear! And love well stored) Shall brave all danger, scorn all fear. The roaring wind, the raging sea, In hopes, on shore, To be once more Safe moored with thee. 'Aloft, while mountains high we go, The whistling winds that scud along, And the surge roaring from below, Shall my signal be To think on thee. And this shall be my Song, Blow high, blow low! let tempest tear, etc. 'And on that night (when all the crew The memory of their former lives, O'er flowing cans of flip renew, And drink their sweethearts and their wives), I'll heave a sigh, And think of thee. And, as the ship rolls through the sea, The burden of my Song shall be, Blow high, blow low! let tempest tear,' etc. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...REVIEW by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE SONG OF HIAWATHA: HIAWATHA'S FASTING by HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW TO AN ISLE IN THE WATER by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE BALLAD OF BITTER FRUIT by THEODORE FAULLAIN DE BANVILLE BLUEBEARD by RUTH FITCH BARLETT A TRIBUTE TO WILL ROGERS AND WILEY POST by ROSETTA THORSON BEACHLER |