Nature
Song
From The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse (1912)
Nature
The boat is chafing at our long delay,
And we must leave too soon
The spicy sea-pinks and the inborne spray,
The tawny sands, the moon.
Keep us, O Thetis, in our western flight!
Watch from thy pearly throne
Our vessel, plunging deeper into night
To reach a land unknown.
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Davidson, John. “Song.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/davidson/3/.
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Davidson, John. “Song.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/davidson/3/.
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