
THERE’S a ship sailing on to a harbor, To a haven of comfort and rest It’s a ship of God’s fashion and making, And its voyage by Him will be blest. What does it seek on a far-off shore? Bound for the promise Of tropical isles Latitude, longitude Nautical miles. They are out on a discovery mission sailing their ship through unknown waters and exploring the world. The names suggest a sleepy child's blinking eyes and nodding head. Log in or register to post comments PLUM WHITE PRESS. Gone where? First this one: Sail forth into the sea, O ship! It sailed out of sight of all land. Wind shrills, waves in a reel, The masthead creeks and sways… Alas, no course for happiness, Nor flight from that, alas! Published at the web's largest poetry site.

the superiority of nature over man-made creations. lawyer opposing the conviction in an impeachment trial of former President Donald Trump reads from the Longfellow poem in 2021. Yes sailing, Sailing will never ever be the same Amen I wrote this poem dedicated to all the people who died in the Sydney to Hobart yacht race on Boxing Day in 1998. A single sail a blaze of white through haze on a pale blue sea! The song reached the top ten on both the US and UK music charts that same year. There will always be clear skies above it There will always be calmness below. Sail on, sail on - through endless space - This poem is very similar to the third one on our list. It applies to you people as it does to us. Ingrid writes poetry, prose and fiction on her website - Experiments in Fiction. Each wave that passes seems to say, "Though death beneath our smile may be, Less cold we are, less false than they, Whose smiling wreck'd thy hopes and thee." It continues to inspire lovers of liberty everywhere. And in it he wrote out a verse in his own hand- writing, from Longfellow. Each wave that passes seems to say, "Though death beneath our smile may be, Less cold we are, less false than they, Whose smiling wreck'd thy hopes and thee." The cordage creaks and the sails all strain, The deck is drenched with the rushing rain, The waves leap strong at the struggling keel, And the ship rides madly with plunge and reel. As each little thing was added, It really could not fail, With God's help I put in my mind, A wonderful relaxing sail! When fog tries to swallow the light, Have faith and sail on through the night. “The Rainbow” is a short poem by Christina Rossetti talking about the superior beauty of clouds and rainbows in comparison to ships and bridges, i.e. In the first half of the poem the comparison is between boats, ships and the flying clouds. This poem includes a last stanza that is different than the poem listed previously. Who made each mast, and sail, and rope, What anvils rang, what hammers beat, In what a forge and what a heat. To sail into an unknown spring, or receive one's baptism on storm's promontory, where the solitary albatross heels over in the gale, and at last come to land.

Her poetry has appeared in several anthologies, and she is currently working on 'The Anthropocene Hymnal,' a forthcoming anthology of poems dedicated to raising awareness of the climate crisis.

In Alfred, Lord Tennyson's “Crossing the Bar” (1889) the nautical term “crossing the bar” (sailing over the sandbar at the entrance to any harbor, setting out to sea) stands in for dying, embarking for “the boundless deep.” Tennyson wrote that poem just a few years before he died, and at his request, it traditionally appears last in any collection of his work. Winston Churchill speech - Sail on oh ship of state. South to bay’s entrance Thence to the sea On board my schooner Where I’m meant to be. Why can’t they just overlook the storming of the Capitol and “sail on.” The lawyer was in tears (“the moistened eye, the trembling lip”) as he punctuated his peroration with two passages from the Longfellow poem. Imagine how scary it would be to set sail without knowing where you were going- or what was even out there! Through wind and wave, right onward steer! The prominent symbols help to add multiple dimensions to the poem, enriching the central theme of quest for immortality. The song was released as a single in 1973, backed with "Only with You", and peaked at number 79 on the American singles charts.

It was written primarily by Van Dyke Parks and Brian Wilson, with additional lyrics by Ray Kennedy, Tandyn Almer, and Jack Rieley. Heavy with weeping, and winds from sternward. She adds, that clouds are in the sky and they also sail. The poem begins with the speaker describing how both ships and boats sail.
