The strangest of adventures, That happen by the sea, Befell to Lord Arnaldos On the Evening of St. John; For he was out a-hunting -- A huntsman bold was he! -- When he beheld a little ship And close to land was she. Her cords were all of silver, Her sails of cramasy; And he who sailed the little ship Was singing at the helm: The waves stood still to hear him, The wind was soft and low; The fish who dwell in darkness Ascended through the sea, And all the birds in heaven Flew down to his mast-tree. Then spake the Lord Arnaldos, (Well shall you hear his words! ) "Tell me for God's sake, sailor, What song may that song be?" The sailor spake in answer, And answer thus made he: "I only tell my song to those Who sail away with me." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SPECIMEN OF AN INDUCTION TO A POEM by JOHN KEATS A WINTER NIGHT by ROBERT BURNS PROMETHEA by PATRICK REGINALD CHALMERS LOVE UNCHANGEABLE by RUFUS DAWES THE SILVER PENNY by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE TO MR. R.W. [ROWLAND WOODWARD] (2) by JOHN DONNE THERE GO THE SHIPS OF HEAVEN by ALICE A. FLAGG |