SSHUT fast again in Beauty’s sheathWhere ancient forms renew,The round world seems above, beneath,One wash of faintest blue,And air and tide so stilly sweetIn nameless union lie,The little far-off fishing fleetGoes drifting up the sky.Secure of neither misted coastNor ocean undefined,Our saddening sail is like the ghostOf one that served mankind,Who in the void, as we uponThis melancholy sea,Finds labor and allegiance done,And Self begin to be.
SSHUT fast again in Beauty’s sheathWhere ancient forms renew,The round world seems above, beneath,One wash of faintest blue,And air and tide so stilly sweetIn nameless union lie,The little far-off fishing fleetGoes drifting up the sky.Secure of neither misted coastNor ocean undefined,Our saddening sail is like the ghostOf one that served mankind,Who in the void, as we uponThis melancholy sea,Finds labor and allegiance done,And Self begin to be.
SSHUT fast again in Beauty’s sheathWhere ancient forms renew,The round world seems above, beneath,One wash of faintest blue,
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SHUT fast again in Beauty’s sheath
Where ancient forms renew,
The round world seems above, beneath,
One wash of faintest blue,
And air and tide so stilly sweetIn nameless union lie,The little far-off fishing fleetGoes drifting up the sky.
And air and tide so stilly sweet
In nameless union lie,
The little far-off fishing fleet
Goes drifting up the sky.
Secure of neither misted coastNor ocean undefined,Our saddening sail is like the ghostOf one that served mankind,
Secure of neither misted coast
Nor ocean undefined,
Our saddening sail is like the ghost
Of one that served mankind,
Who in the void, as we uponThis melancholy sea,Finds labor and allegiance done,And Self begin to be.
Who in the void, as we upon
This melancholy sea,
Finds labor and allegiance done,
And Self begin to be.