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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368606" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Will Sail Tomorrow</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">THE good ship lies in the crowded dock, <br>Fair as a statue, firm as a rock: <br>Her tall masts piercing the still blue air, <br>Her funnel glittering white and bare, <br>Whence the long soft line of vapory smoke <br>Betwixt sky and sea like a vision broke, <br>Or slowly o'er the horizon curled <br>Like a lost hope fled to the other world: <br>She sails to-morrow,-- <br>Sails to-morrow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out steps the captain, busy and grave, <br>With his sailor's footfall, quick and brave, <br>His hundred thoughts and his thousand cares, <br>And his steady eye that all things dares: <br>Though a little smile o'er the kind face dawns <br>On the loving brute that leaps and fawns, <br>And a little shadow comes and goes, <br>As if heart and fancy fled--where, who knows: <br>He sails to-morrow: <br>Sails to-morrow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">To-morrow the serried line of ships <br>Will quick close after her as she slips <br>Into the unknown deep once more: <br>To-morrow, to-morrow, some on shore <br>With straining eyes shall desperate yearn-- <br>'This is not parting? return--return!' <br>Peace, wild-wrung hands! hush, sobbing breath! <br>Love keepeth its own through life and death; <br>Though she sails to-morrow-- <br>Sails to-morrow. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sail, stately ship; down Southampton water <br>Gliding fair as old Nereus' daughter: <br>Christian ship that for burthen bears <br>Christians, speeded by Christian prayers; <br>All kinds of angels follow her track! <br>Pitiful God, bring the good ship back! <br>All the souls in her forever keep <br>Thine, living or dying, awake or asleep: <br>Then sail to-morrow! <br>Ship, sail to-morrow!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dinah+Maria+Mulock+Craik">Dinah Maria Mulock Craik</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=368606" data-title="Will Sail Tomorrow de Dinah Maria Mulock Craik" data-description="THE good ship lies in the crowded dock, Fair as a statue, firm as a rock: Her tall masts piercing the still blue air, Her funnel glittering white and bare, Whence the long soft line of vapory smoke Betwixt sky and sea like a vision broke, Or..."></div> </div> </div>
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