To A Captain, Dying by The Sea O thee captain To you, i mourn of a great voyage and thy quest is done -- beside these streams and crouching mountains... From a thousand roll, every tide you sailed through squalls and horid toil; -- your quest you played... In strength and grith, and the mornngs wit -- hung round your neck like a gentle lake... O thee Captain, dying by the sea -- Oer deck and cabin high; what stung thee for thy crew men cry? In shrills and wail upon the gentful Lea; -- As thy flag goes off now; Deaths athlete with thy baton... To save no songs -- except a maidens tear; waiting all moons for thy ring to wear... #all_rights_reserve #ROMANTICISM
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 07:07:53 +0000
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