by Walter De la Mare (1873 - 1956)

Language: English 
Bright sun, hot sun, oh, to be
Where beats on the restless sea!
To hear the sirens of the deep
Chaunting old Ocean’s floods to sleep!
And shadowed wave to sunlit wave
Call from the music-haunted cave!
There, with still eyes, their watch they keep,
While, at horizon mark, a ship,
With cloudlike sails glides slowly on,
Smalls, vanishes, is gone.


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This text was added to the website: 2016-03-01
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