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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SAN FRANCISCO HARBOR, by NANCY BUCKLEY First Line: Tall ships, majestically fair Last Line: Are harbored safe at home. Subject(s): Harbors; San Francisco | |||
Tall ships, majestically fair, In stately panoply, With treasure for us, rich and rare, Flash down our windy sea, From Ports of Hundred Isles they sail, Blown by the wind's cool breath, Undaunted by the fiercest gale, Or tangling nets of Death. Where angry, storm-whipped waters meet Each frenzied wind that comes With wild tattoo and furious beat, Like thunderous roll of drums; Where, bright against the sky's blue-grey, The silver sea-gulls fly; Where green waves toss their feathery spray, These gleaming sails pass by. A thousand setting suns have blazed On them their dazzling lights; A thousand rising moons have gazed At them through silent nights; And now, where blows the western breeze And leaps the snow-white foam, At last, these welcome argosies Are harbored safe at home. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...STREETS OF PEARL AND GOLD by CAROLYN KIZER HIKING ON THE COAST RANGE by KENNETH REXROTH THE STATUE OF ST. FRANCIS by LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI AN ELEGY TO DISPEL GLOOM (ASSASSINATIONS OF MOSCONE & MILK) by LAWRENCE FERLINGHETTI THE ANGELUS; HEARD AT THE MISSION DOLORES IN SAN FRANCISCO, 1868 by FRANCIS BRET HARTE TO SAN FRANCISCO by SAMUEL JOHN ALEXANDER SONNETS OF SEVEN CITIES: SAN FRANCISCO by BERTON BRALEY PRESIDIO HILL by JOHN VANCE CHENEY CONRAD AT TWILIGHT by JOHN CROWE RANSOM EPITAPH ON THE LADY MARY VILLIERS [OR VILLERS] (2) by THOMAS CAREW |
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