The sea took pity: it interposed with doom: <br />‘I have tall daughters dear that heed my hand: <br />Let Winter wed one, sow them in her womb, <br />And she shall child them on the New-world strand.’ <br />. . . . . . . .<br /><br />Gerard Manley Hopkins<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-sea-took-pity/
