<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=483548" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Rimes Of The Other Mariner</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Captain, my Captain, find another ship, <br>You need not hit the bottom on this rig, <br>You were born to sea, on this maiden trip, <br>Make not your cradle be your grave to dig: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sleep not, unhear the siren's lullaby, <br>But hum the Naiad's tune in streams back home, <br>Your lady waits, and may in sorrows cry, <br>Should we all turn to be the ocean's foam: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">History cared not much, on how we sailed, <br>It's what we'll land upon, that soon would count, <br>Of all odds, against which we have prevailed, <br>Bringing the booty home is paramount: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We lost our ship, but never will our will, <br>Heed not the sorceress, the curse she dares, <br>Have hope, and let your heart with courage fill, <br>We still could swim, if we have to, who cares: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">We'll sail a thousand lives, but all in naught, <br>If not finding from what, and whence we roamed, <br>As life we tread, in its purpose, distraught, <br>When elegies are annals of the doomed: </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sail on Captain, set sail on this new ship, <br>To quest much glorious, nothing makes us kneel, <br>But mark, that as tide turns, and fortunes dip, <br>Life counts much more than all the pounds of steel.<br>.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Reyvrex+Questor+Reyes">Reyvrex Questor Reyes</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=483548" data-title="Rimes Of The Other Mariner de Reyvrex Questor Reyes" data-description="Captain, my Captain, find another ship, You need not hit the bottom on this rig, You were born to sea, on this maiden trip, Make not your cradle be your grave to dig: Sleep not, unhear the siren's lullaby, But hum the Naiad's tune in streams..."></div> </div> </div>

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