THE boat is chafing at our long delay, <br /> And we must leave too soon <br />The spicy sea-pinks and the inborne spray, <br /> The tawny sands, the moon. <br /> <br />Keep us, O Thetis, in our western flight! <br /> Watch from thy pearly throne <br />Our vessel, plunging deeper into night <br /> To reach a land unknown.<br /><br />John Davidson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-24/
