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Out beyond the sunset could I but… Is a sleepy blue laguna which wide… And there’s the Blessed City &mda… The Golden City of St. Mary. It’s built of fair marble &mdash w…
“Goneys an’ gullies an’ all o’ the… They ain’t no birds, not really”,… “Not mollies, nor gullies, nor gon… “But simply the spirits of mariner… “Them birds goin’ fishin’ is nothi…
One road leads to London, One road leads to Wales, My road leads me seawards To the white dipping sails. One road leads to the river,
Once in a hundred years the Lemmi… Westward, in search of food, over… Westward until the salt sea drowns… Westward, till all are drowned, th… Once, it is thought, there was a w…
When I am buried, all my thoughts… Will be reduced to lists of dates… And long before this wandering fle… The dates which made me will be al… And none will know the gleam there…
Here, where we stood together, we… Before the war had swept us to the… Three thousand miles away, I stan… And hear the bells, and breathe, a… We trod the same path, to the self…
Silent are the woods, and the dim… Hushed in the twilight: yonder, in… The apple orchard, is a tired plou… Calling the cows home. A bright white star blinks, the pa…
I must go down to the seas again,… And all I ask is a tall ship and… And the wheel’s kick and the wind’… And a grey mist on the sea’s face,… I must go down to the seas again,…
Friends and loves we have none, no… But the hope of the City of God a… Not for us are content, and quiet,… For we go seeking a city that we s… There is no solace on earth for us…
It’s a warm wind, the west wind, f… I never hear the west wind but tea… For it comes from the west lands,… And April’s in the west wind, and… It’s a fine land, the west land, f…
In the harbour, in the island, in… Are the tiny white houses and the… And day-long, night-long, the cool… Of the steady Trade Winds blowing… There is the red wine, the nutty…
We were schooner-rigged and rakish… And we flew the pretty colours of… We’d a big black Jolly Roger flap… And we sailed the Spanish Water i… We’d a long brass gun amidships, l…
In the dark womb where I began My mother’s life made me a man. Through all the months of human bi… Her beauty fed my common earth. I cannot see, nor breathe, nor sti…
Four bells were struck, the watch… All work aboard was over for the h… And some men sang and others playe… Or mended clothes or watched the s… The bursting west was like an open…
I’m going to be a pirate with a br… And an island in the Spanish Main… And a silver flagon full of red wi… Like a fine old salt-sea scavenger… With a sandy creek to careen in, a…
