Louise Imogen Guiney

“Over the ships that are anchored,Over the fleets that part,Over the cities dark by the shore,High as a dream thou art!”

“Now that the wind is tamed and broken,And day gleams over the lea,Row, row, for the one you loveWas out on the raging sea:Row, row, row,Sturdy and brave o’er the treacherous wave,Hope like a beacon before,Row, sailor, rowOut to the sea from the shore!”

“North from the beautiful islands,North from the headlands and highlands,The long sea-wall,The white ships flee with the swallow;The day-beams follow and follow,Glitter and fall.”