Still I keep sailing and sailing,
And seeking an isle in the sea:
I have sought it long already
Where the random winds sail free.

The sea has many islands
And havens expectant with light,
But I cannot find the island
I dreamed in the dazzled night.

And still my vessel keeps scudding
On a swaying circular plain,
And the clouds above me go swaying,
And I seek my island in vain.