Because thou hast been "in the open," now Shalt thou find all thine "harbour" safe and sweet. Enter therein, O love, with fearless feet: Lay up therein thy vessel's foam-swept prow! Peace and reward the approving gods allow; Soft shall thy rest be after burning heat Of summer,—glad the flowers in thy retreat! See! this fair rose I bind about thy brow! O lady,—"vessel" of mine now coming "home," Bringing me richest treasures from the East, Thy thin stem cutting the receding foam,— Love waits, and spreads us a thrice-glorious feast! Thou art bright with sunsets over loneliest sea, And with those sighing sunsets crownest me. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE GREAT DEATH by HAYDEN CARRUTH INDEPENDENCE DAY, 1956, A FAIRY TALE by JAMES GALVIN SOUVENIR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON TO ATLANTA UNIVERSITY - ITS FOUNDERS AND TEACHERS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE GIFT TO SING by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON A FLORIDA GHOST by SIDNEY LANIER IRELAND; WRITTEN FOR THE ART AUTOGRAPH DURING IRISH FAMINE by SIDNEY LANIER |