YOUTH and I went out to sea; Hope went with us, we were three. Ne'er was such a company, Ne'er was such an argosy,— Cloth of Dreams, for sails had we. From the Reef of Destiny Called a voice to Youth and me And to Hope—for we were three— Voice of molten melody, Singing love that may not be. Youth in recklessness believed. Hope, too eager, was deceived. Youth lies stark upon the shore; Hope is gone for evermore; On the reef I cling, bereaved. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOUTH IMPERTURBABLE by CONRAD AIKEN THE IMPOSSIBLE INDISPENSIBILITY OF THE ARS POETICA by HAYDEN CARRUTH CALLING DREAMS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE HARD TIMES IN ELFLAND; A STORY OF CHRISTMAS EVE by SIDNEY LANIER THE DECISION (APRIL 14, 1861) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS |