Fierce courage his and will straight as a Rune, Who first sailed these vast seas and did not tire. Unknown to him his haven or his hire, What reef, what race might wreck him late or soon. Clear skies above where Venus shone at noon, Blue waves beneath stained by an Indian dyer; At night stars dripped from plunging spars like fire, To wastes of water underneath the moon. The unknown he explored, home years behind. And what ahead, oblivious wave, palm isle? Or, farther still, old loves endeared tenfold? So sail my soul, a fairer heaven to find, Whom comfort, safety cannot long beguile, Seek new gods though you never greet the old. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE BANKS O' DOON by ROBERT BURNS IRELAND (1847) by DENIS FLORENCE MCCARTHY GENTLER JOYS by RUTH FOSS BREWER LOVE'S POWER by WINIFRED LANGWORTHY BROWN REMARKS ON DR. BROWN'S 'ESTIMATE OF THE MANNERS OF THE TIMES' by JOHN BYROM TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 4. IN THE STONE-FLOORED WORKSHOP by EDWARD CARPENTER |