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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=472649" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Voyage Of The Good Ship Union</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1862</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'T is midnight: through my troubled dream<br>Loud wails the tempest's cry;<br>Before the gale, with tattered sail,<br>A ship goes plunging by.<br>What name? Where bound?--The rocks around<br>Repeat the loud halloo.<br>--The good ship Union, Southward bound:<br>God help her and her crew!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And is the old flag flying still<br>That o'er your fathers flew,<br>With bands of white and rosy light,<br>And field of starry blue?<br>--Ay! look aloft! its folds full oft<br>Have braved the roaring blast,<br>And still shall fly when from the sky<br>This black typhoon has past!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Speak, pilot of the storm-tost bark!<br>May I thy peril share?<br>--O landsman, there are fearful seas<br>The brave alone may dare!<br>--Nay, ruler of the rebel deep,<br>What matters wind or wave?<br>The rocks that wreck your reeling deck<br>Will leave me naught to save!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">O landsman, art thou false or true?<br>What sign hast thou to show?<br>--The crimson stains from loyal veins<br>That hold my heart-blood's flow<br>--Enough! what more shall honor claim?<br>I know the sacred sign;<br>Above thy head our flag shall spread,<br>Our ocean path be thine!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bark sails on; the Pilgrim's Cape<br>Lies low along her lee,<br>Whose headland crooks its anchor-flukes<br>To lock the shore and sea.<br>No treason here! it cost too dear<br>To win this barren realm<br>And true and free the hands must be<br>That hold the whaler's helm!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Still on! Manhattan's narrowing bay<br>No rebel cruiser scars;<br>Her waters feel no pirate's keel<br>That flaunts the fallen stars!<br>--But watch the light on yonder height,--<br>Ay, pilot, have a care!<br>Some lingering cloud in mist may shroud<br>The capes of Delaware!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Say, pilot, what this fort may be,<br>Whose sentinels look down<br>From moated walls that show the sea<br>Their deep embrasures' frown?<br>The Rebel host claims all the coast,<br>But these are friends, we know,<br>Whose footprints spoil the 'sacred soil,'<br>And this is?--Fort Monroe!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The breakers roar,--how bears the shore?<br>--The traitorous wreckers' hands<br>Have quenched the blaze that poured its rays<br>Along the Hatteras sands.<br>--Ha! say not so! I see its glow!<br>Again the shoals display<br>The beacon light that shines by night,<br>The Union Stars by day!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The good ship flies to milder skies,<br>The wave more gently flows,<br>The softening breeze wafts o'er the seas<br>The breath of Beaufort's rose.<br>What fold is this the sweet winds kiss,<br>Fair-striped and many-starred,<br>Whose shadow palls these orphaned walls,<br>The twins of Beauregard?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What! heard you not Port Royal's doom?<br>How the black war-ships came<br>And turned the Beaufort roses' bloom<br>To redder wreaths of flame?<br>How from Rebellion's broken reed<br>We saw his emblem fall,<br>As soon his cursed poison-weed<br>Shall drop from Sumter's wall?</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On! on! Pulaski's iron hail<br>Falls harmless on Tybee!<br>The good ship feels the freshening gales,<br>She strikes the open sea;<br>She rounds the point, she threads the keys<br>That guard the Land of Flowers,<br>And rides at last where firm and fast<br>Her own Gibraltar towers!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The good ship Union's voyage is o'er,<br>At anchor safe she swings,<br>And loud and clear with cheer on cheer<br>Her joyous welcome rings:<br>Hurrah! Hurrah! it shakes the wave,<br>It thunders on the shore,--<br>One flag, one land, one heart, one hand,<br>One Nation, evermore!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Oliver+Wendell+Holmes">Oliver Wendell Holmes</a><div class=q>
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'T is midnight: through my troubled dream
Loud wails the tempest's cry;
Before the gale, with tattered sail,
A ship goes plunging by.
What name? Where bound?--The rocks around
Repeat the loud halloo.
--The good ship Union, Southward bound:
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