Poetry

England.

Joaquin Miller


  • Thou, mother of brave men, of nations! Thou,
  • The white-brow'd Queen of bold white-bearded Sea!
  • Thou wert of old ever the same as now,
  • So strong, so weak, so tame, so fierce, so bound, so free,
  • A contradiction and a mystery;
  • Serene, yet passionate, in ways thine own.
  • Thy brave ships wind and weave earths destiny.
  • The zones of earth, aye, thou hast set and sown
  • All seas in bed of blossom'd sail, as some great garden blown.