Ships Poems
ｓｈｉｐ
by Unetix -
my mind is overthinking
the ship keeps on sinking
the cup is overflowing
but my mind keeps on going
nothing but my anxiety growing
my sadness surely showing
but my mind is now rowing in my thoughts
the ship might as well be a yacht
a party for the distraught
with the demons they haven't yet caught
......
The Transatlantic Flower
by Josias Homely
In au article on 'Atlantic Steam Navigation' in a number of the 'Quarterly Review,' is the following; —'One of the passengers in this ship (the Great Western) brought over a splendid buiiquet of American flowers, which he was enabled to present to a Lady, (such was the rapidity of the voyage) it seemed almost as fresh as if the dew was still on it.
The fire-ship* flew like the carrier dove
With the greetings of peace and the words of love;
O'er the bounding waves she has swept along,
With the minstrel's mirth and the mariner's song.
She has bounded on with the valiant brave.
Where the halcyon slept on the summer wave,
And the peterel—child of the sullen storm,
She has left in her flight— where its spectre form
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Two Voyages
by Sir Lewis Morris
Two ships which meet upon the ocean waste,
And stay a little while, and interchange
Tidings from two strange lands, which lie beneath
Each its own heaven and particular stars,
And fain would tarry ; but the impatient surge
Calls, and a cold wind from the setting sun
Divides them, and they sadly drift apart,
And fade, and sink, and vanish, 'neath the verge—
......
ｓｈｉｐ
by Unetix -
my mind is overthinking
the ship keeps on sinking
the cup is overflowing
but my mind keeps on going
nothing but my anxiety growing
my sadness surely showing
but my mind is now rowing in my thoughts
the ship might as well be a yacht
a party for the distraught
with the demons they haven't yet caught
......
The Transatlantic Flower
by Josias Homely
In au article on 'Atlantic Steam Navigation' in a number of the 'Quarterly Review,' is the following; —'One of the passengers in this ship (the Great Western) brought over a splendid buiiquet of American flowers, which he was enabled to present to a Lady, (such was the rapidity of the voyage) it seemed almost as fresh as if the dew was still on it.
The fire-ship* flew like the carrier dove
With the greetings of peace and the words of love;
O'er the bounding waves she has swept along,
With the minstrel's mirth and the mariner's song.
She has bounded on with the valiant brave.
Where the halcyon slept on the summer wave,
And the peterel—child of the sullen storm,
She has left in her flight— where its spectre form
......
Two Voyages
by Sir Lewis Morris
Two ships which meet upon the ocean waste,
And stay a little while, and interchange
Tidings from two strange lands, which lie beneath
Each its own heaven and particular stars,
And fain would tarry ; but the impatient surge
Calls, and a cold wind from the setting sun
Divides them, and they sadly drift apart,
And fade, and sink, and vanish, 'neath the verge—
......
