Up Anchor! Up anchor! Set sail and away! The ventures of dreamland Are thine for a day. Yo, heave ho! Aloft and alow Elf sailors are singing, Yo, heave ho! The breeze that is blowing So sturdily strong Shall fill up thy sail With the breath of a song. A fay at the mast-head Keeps watch o'er the sea; Blown amber of tresses Thy banner shall be; Thy freight the lost laughter That sad souls have missed, Thy cargo the kisses. That never were kissed. And ho, for a fay maid Born merry in June, Of dainty red roses Beneath a red moon. The star-pearls that midnight Casts down on the sea, Dark gold of the sunset Her fortune shall be. And ever she whispers, More tenderly sweet, "Love am I, love only, Love perfect, complete. The world is my lordship, The heart is my slave; I mock at the ages, I laugh at the grave. Wilt sail with me ever A dream-haunted sea, Whose whispering waters Shall murmur to thee The love-haunted lyrics Dead poets have made Ere life had a fetter, Ere loye was afraid?" Then up with the anchor! Set sail and away! The ventures of loveland Are thine for a day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A LETTER TO A POLICEMAN IN KANSAS CITY by KENNETH PATCHEN THE CUPBOARD by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THE COLORED SOLDIERS by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR YUSSOUF by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL TO THE UNKNOWN EROS: BOOK 2: 3. ARBOR VITAE by COVENTRY KERSEY DIGHTON PATMORE APRIL, FR. LOVE'S LABOUR'S LOST by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE FOUR THINGS [TO DO] by HENRY VAN DYKE AS THE NEW YEAR [18 B.C.] DAWNED by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE LORD OF THOULOUSE; A LEGEND OF LANGUEDOC by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |