OUT and away, my song. The road is long; The time is short; For thou by break of day, my song, Must reach thy port. Hie through the night! Catch thee a star-beam for thy steed. Saddle and curb it to thy need With diamonded light. Bind the whole heavens to its feet, Then leap into thy seat And loose it for wide flight! Joy be thy spur and love thy whip. For ere the moon hath bent to lave Her pallid forehead in the wave, Ere dawn rose-paints the mountain tip, Ere light lies liquid on the bay And palpitant above, There, where my heart is, must thou be, O song of mine, in lieu of me, And gently lay Thy little rhymes, all silver sweet With tender greetings, at the feet Of one I love And shall love long. Haste thee, oh, haste thee then, my song! Near is the day. Out and away! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...YOUTH PENETRANT by CONRAD AIKEN CARGO MOVING TO GAZA (1988) by MARVIN BELL THE WHITE PEACOCK by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET BRUTUS AND ANTONY by EDGAR LEE MASTERS CHARLOTTE CORDAY (REVOLUTIONARY TRIBUNAL, JULY 17, 1793) by EDGAR LEE MASTERS TRANSFORMATION by CARL SANDBURG |