SPECKS in the sun gaunt dromedaries strode, And the declining day distantly gleamed On silver, slumbering palaces where dreamed The fainting wonders of an ancient mode. I do remember when my galleys rode Adventurous to furrow unploughed deeps, When curling eddies round the groaning sweeps Disturbed the merman's undisturbed abode. There was a darling girl who told me tales And hoarded stories of my dead renown, For then not profit only was the spur; By opal bays and green hills sloping down I walked with courage and my corded bales -- There was a girl -- Have I forgotten her? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON BRODSKY'S COLLECTED by MICHAEL S. HARPER DESPAIR by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON PEACE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON STREET CRIES: 6. TO RICHARD WAGNER by SIDNEY LANIER THE CRANES OF IBYCUS by EMMA LAZARUS |