A wet sheet and a flowing sea, A wind that follows fast And fills the white and rustling sails, And bends the gallant mast! And bends the gallant mast, my boys, While, like the eagle free, Away the good ship flies, and leaves Old England in the lee.
Those who spread their sails in the right way to the winds of the earth will always find themselves born by a current towards the open seas.pierre teilhard de chardin
Fair stood the wind for France When we our sails advance, Nor now to prove our chance Longer will tarry.Michael Drayton
A long poem is a test of invention which I take to be the Polar star of poetry, as fancy is the sails, and imagination the rudder.john keats
My road leads me seawards To the white dipping sails.John Edward Masefield
Rose of all Roses,Rose of all the World! The tall thought-woven sails, that flap unfurled Above the tide of hours, trouble the air, And God's bell buoyed to be the water's care.
Fisher Ames expressed the popular security more wisely, when he compared a monarchy and a republic, saying, "that a monarchy is a merchantman, which sails well, but will sometimes strike on a rock, and go to the bottom; whilst a republic is a raft, which would never sink, but then your feet are always in water."fisher ames
How near another's heart we oft may stand,Yet all unknowing what we fain would knowIts heights of joy, its depths of bitter woe,As, wrecked upon some desert island's strand,They watch our white sails near and nearer grow;Then we, who for their rescue death would dare,Unheeding pass, and leave them to despair.julia abigail fletcher carney
Give me a spirit that on this life's rough seaLoves t' have his sails fill'd with a lusty wind,Even till his sail-yards tremble, his masts crack,And his rapt ship run on her side so lowThat she drinks water, and her keel plows air.George Chapman
When raging love with extreme pain Most cruelly distrains my heart; When that my tears, as floods of rain, Bear witness of my woful smart; When sighs have wasted so my breath That I lie at the point of death: I call to mind the navy great That the Greeks brought to Troyè town: And how the boisterous winds did beat Their ships, and rent their sails adown; Till Agamemnon 's daughter's blood Appeased the gods that them withstood.howard, henry, earl of surrey
Red sails in the sunset, Way out on the sea, Oh carry my loved one Home safely to me.jimmy kennedy
We pulled for you when the wind was against us and the sails were low. Will you never let us go?rudyard kipling
There was this book I read and loved, The story of a ship Who sailed around the world and found That nothing else exists Beyond its own two sails And wooden shell And what is held within. All else is sure to pass. We clutch and grasp And debate what's truly permanent.conor oberst
Non ampliter, sed munditer convivium; plus sails quam sumptus.
Aye, Captain. You heard her, men! Unfurl those sails!
Yet the best pilots have need of mariners, besides sails, anchor and other tackle.Ben Jonson
There's not a ship that sails the ocean, But every climate, every soil, Must bring its tribute, great or small, And help to build the wooden wall!Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burn'd on the water: the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed that The winds were love-sick with them: the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes.william shakespeare
She comes majestic with her swelling sails, The gallant Ship: along her watery way, Homeward she drives before the favouring gales; Now flirting at their length the streamers play, And now they ripple with the ruffling breeze.Robert Southey
It would have been as though he [Pres. Johnson] were in a boat of stone with masts of steel, sails of lead, ropes of iron, the devil at the helm, the wrath of God for a breeze, and hell for his destination.
Whoever you are, motion and reflection are especially for you, The divine ship sails the divine sea for you.walt whitman
Well, well, the world must turn upon its axis, And all mankind turn with it, heads or tails, And live and die, make love and pay our taxes, And as the veering winds shift, shift our sails.lord byron
The barge she sat in, like a burnish'd throne, Burnt on the water; the poop was beaten gold; Purple the sails, and so perfumed, that The winds were love-sick with them; the oars were silver, Which to the tune of flutes kept stroke, and made The water which they beat to follow faster, As amorous of their strokes. For her own person, It beggar'd all description.
All things that are, Are with more spirit chased than enjoy’d. How like a younker, or a prodigal, The scarfed bark puts from her native bay, Hugg’d and embraced by the strumpet wind! How like the prodigal doth she return, With over-weather’d ribs and ragged sails, Lean, rent, and beggar’d by the strumpet wind!