<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=510682" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>A Song in Storm</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">1914-18</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Be well assured that on our side<br>The abiding oceans fight,<br>Though headlong wind and heaping tide<br>Make us their sport to-night.<br>By force of weather, not of war,<br>In jeopardy we steer.<br>Then welcome Fate's discourtesy<br>Whereby it shall appear<br>How in all time of our distress,<br>And our deliverance too,<br>The game is more than the player of the game,<br>And the ship is more than the crew!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Out of the mist into the mirk<br>The glimmering combers roll.<br>Almost these mindless waters work<br>As though they had a soul --<br>Almost as though they leagued to whelm<br>Our flag beneath their green:<br>Then welcome Fate's discourtesy<br>Whereby it shall be seen, etc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be well assured, though wave and wind<br>Have mightier blows in store,<br>That we who keep the watch assigned<br>Must stand to it the more;<br>And as our streaming bows rebuke<br>Each billow's baulked career,<br>Sing, welcome Fate's discourtesy<br>Whereby it is made clear, etc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">No matter though our decks be swept<br>And mast and timber crack --<br>We can make good all loss except<br>The loss of turning back.<br>So, 'twixt these Devils and our deep<br>Let courteous trumpets sound,<br>To welcome Fate's discourtesy<br>Whereby it will be found, etc.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Be well assured, though in our power<br>Is nothing left to give<br>But chance and place to meet the hour,<br>And leave to strive to live.<br>Till these dissolve our Order holds,<br>Our Service binds us here.<br>Then welcome Fate's discourtesy<br>Whereby it is made clear<br>How in all time of our distress,<br>As in our triumph too,<br>The game is more than the player of the game<br>And the ship is more than the crew!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Rudyard+Kipling">Rudyard Kipling</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=510682" data-title="A Song in Storm de Rudyard Kipling" data-description="1914-18 Be well assured that on our side The abiding oceans fight, Though headlong wind and heaping tide Make us their sport to-night. By force of weather, not of war, In jeopardy we steer. Then welcome Fate's discourtesy Whereby it shall appear..."></div> </div> </div>

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