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Panting beneath the goad;

Dragged down the weary; winding road

Those captive kings so straight and tall;

To be shorn of their streaming hair;

And; naked and bare;

To feel the stress and the strain

Of the wind and the reeling main;

Whose roar

Would remind them forevermore

Of their native forests they should not see again。



And everywhere

The slender; graceful spars

Poise aloft in the air;

And at the mast…head;

White; blue; and red;

A flag unrolls the stripes and stars。

Ah! when the wanderer; lonely; friendless;

In foreign harbors shall behold

That flag unrolled;

'T will be as a friendly hand

Stretched out from his native land;

Filling his heart with memories sweet and endless!



All is finished! and at length

Has come the bridal day

Of beauty and of strength。

To…day the vessel shall be launched!

With fleecy clouds the sky is blanched;

And o'er the bay;

Slowly; in all his splendors dight;

The great sun rises to behold the sight。



The ocean old;

Centuries old;

Strong as youth; and as uncontrolled;

Paces restless to and fro;

Up and down the sands of gold。

His beating heart is not at rest;

And far and wide;

With ceaseless flow;

His beard of snow

Heaves with the heaving of his breast。

He waits impatient for his bride。

There she stands;

With her foot upon the sands;

Decked with flags and streamers gay;

In honor of her marriage day;

Her snow…white signals fluttering; blending;

Round her like a veil descending;

Ready to be

The bride of the gray old sea。



On the deck another bride

Is standing by her lover's side。

Shadows from the flags and shrouds;

Like the shadows cast by clouds;

Broken by many a sunny fleck;

Fall around them on the deck。



The prayer is said;

The service read;

The joyous bridegroom bows his head;

And in tear's the good old Master

Shakes the brown hand of his son;

Kisses his daughter's glowing cheek

In silence; for he cannot speak;

And ever faster

Down his own the tears begin to run。

The worthy pastor

The shepherd of that wandering flock;

That has the ocean for its wold;

That has the vessel for its fold;

Leaping ever from rock to rock

Spake; with accents mild and clear;

Words of warning; words of cheer;

But tedious to the bridegroom's ear。

He knew the chart

Of the sailor's heart;

All its pleasures and its griefs;

All its shallows and rocky reefs;

All those secret currents; that flow

With such resistless undertow;

And lift and drift; with terrible force;

The will from its moorings and its course。

Therefore he spake; and thus said he:

〃Like unto ships far off at sea;

Outward or homeward bound; are we。

Before; behind; and all around;

Floats and swings the horizon's bound;

Seems at its distant rim to rise

And climb the crystal wall of the skies;

And then again to turn and sink;

As if we could slide from its outer brink。

Ah! it is not the sea;

It is not the sea that sinks and shelves;

But ourselves

That rock and rise

With endless and uneasy motion;

Now touching the very skies;

Now sinking into the depths of ocean。

Ah! if our souls but poise and swing

Like the compass in its brazen ring;

Ever level and ever true

To the toil and the task we have to do;

We shall sail securely; and safely reach

The Fortunate Isles; on whose shining beach

The sights we see; and the sounds we hear;

Will he those of joy and not of fear!〃



Then the Master;

With a gesture of command;

Waved his hand;

And at the word;

Loud and sudden there was heard;

All around them and below;

The sound of hammers; blow on blow;

Knocking away the shores and spurs。

And see! she stirs!

She starts;she moves;she seems to feel

The thrill of life along her keel;

And; spurning with her foot the ground;

With one exulting; joyous bound;

She leaps into the ocean's arms!



And lo! from the assembled crowd

There rose a shout; prolonged and loud;

That to the ocean seemed to say;

〃Take her; O bridegroom; old and gray;

Take her to thy protecting arms;

With all her youth and all her charms!〃



How beautiful she is!  How fair

She lies within those arms; that press

Her form with many a soft caress

Of tenderness and watchful care!

Sail forth into the sea; O ship!

Through wind and wave; right onward steer!

The moistened eye; the trembling lip;

Are not the signs of doubt or fear。



Sail forth into the sea of life;

O gentle; loving; trusting wife;

And safe from all adversity

Upon the bosom of that sea

Thy comings and thy goings be!

For gentleness and love and trust

Prevail o'er angry wave and gust;

And in the wreck of noble lives

Something immortal still survives!



Thou; too; sail on; O Ship of State!

Sail on; O UNION; strong and great!

Humanity with all its fears;

With all the hopes of future years;

Is hanging breathless on thy fate!

We know what Master laid thy keel;

What Workmen wrought thy ribs of steel;

Who made each mast; and sail; and rope;

What anvils rang; what hammers beat;

In what a forge and what a heat

Were shaped the anchors of thy hope!

Fear not each sudden sound and shock;

'T is of the wave and not the rock;

'T is but the flapping of the sail;

And not a rent made by the gale!

In spite of rock and tempest's roar;

In spite of false lights on the shore;

Sail on; nor fear to breast the sea

Our hearts; our hopes; are all with thee;

Our hearts; our hopes; our prayers; our tears;

Our faith triumphant o'er our fears;

Are all with thee;are all with thee!







SEAWEED



When descends on the Atlantic

   The gigantic

Storm…wind of the equinox;

Landward in his wrath he scourges

   The toiling surges;

Laden with seaweed from the rocks:



From Bermuda's reefs; from edges

   Of sunken ledges;

In some far…off; bright Azore;

From Bahama; and the dashing;

   Silver…flashing

Surges of San Salvador;



From the tumbling surf; that buries

   The Orkneyan skerries;

Answering the hoarse Hebrides;

And from wrecks of ships; and drifting

   Spars; uplifting

On the desolate; rainy seas;



Ever drifting; drifting; drifting

   On the shifting

Currents of the restless main;

Till in sheltered coves; and reaches

   Of sandy beaches;

All have found repose again。



So when storms of wild emotion

   Strike the ocean

Of the poet's soul; erelong

From each cave and rocky fastness;

   In its vastness;

Floats some fragment of a song:



Front the far…off isles enchanted;

   Heaven has planted

With the golden fruit of Truth;

From the flashing surf; whose vision

   Gleams Elysian

In the tropic clime of Youth;



From the strong Will; and the Endeavor

   That forever

Wrestle with the tides of Fate

From the wreck of Hopes far…scattered;

   Tempest…shattered;

Floating waste and desolate;



Ever drifting; drifting; drifting

   On the shifting

Currents of the restless heart;

Till at length in books recorded;

   They; like hoarded

Household words; no more depart。







CHRYSAOR



Just above yon sandy bar;

  As the day grows fainter and dimmer;

Lonely and lovely; a single star

  Lights the air with a dusky glimmer



Into the ocean faint and far

  Falls the trail of its golden splendor;

And the gleam of that single star

  Is ever refulgent; soft; and tender。



Chrysaor; rising out of the sea;

  Showed thus glorious and thus emulous;

Leaving the arms of Callirrhoe;

  Forever tender; soft; and tremulous。



Thus o'er the ocean faint and far

  Trailed the gleam of his falchion brightly;

Is it a God; or is it a star

  That; entranced; I gaze on nightly!







THE SECRET OF THE SEA



Ah! what pleasant visions haunt me

  As I gaze upon the sea!

All the old romantic legends;

  All my dreams; come back to me。



Sails of silk and ropes of sandal;

  Such as gleam in ancient lore;

And the singing of the sailors;

  And the answer from the shore!



Most of all; the Spanish ballad

  Haunts me oft; and tarries long;

Of the noble Count Arnaldos

  And the sailor's mystic song。



Like the long waves on a sea…beach;

  Where the sand as silver shines;

With a soft; monotonous cadence;

  Flow its unrhymed lyric lines:



Telling how the Count Arnaldos;

  With his hawk upon his hand;

Saw a fair and stately galley;

  Steering onward to the land;



How he heard the ancient helmsman

  Chant a song so wild and clear;

That the sailing sea…bird slowly

  Poised upon the mast to hear;



Till his soul was full of longing;

  And he cried; with impulse strong;

〃Helmsman! for the love of heaven;

  Teach me; too; that wondrous song!〃



〃Wouldst thou;〃so the helmsman answered;

  〃Learn the secret of the sea?

Only those who brave its dangers

  Comprehend its mystery!〃



In each sail that skims the horizon;

  In each l

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