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  1. Mar 7, 2023 · by Henry van Dyke. I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side, spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts. for the blue ocean. She is an object of beauty and strength. I stand and watch her until, at length, she hangs like a speck. of white cloud just where the sea and sky come to mingle with each other.

  2. So put me on a boat headed out to sea. For I’ve been invited to the fishin’ hole. To fill your heart with every wish. I’m fishin’ with the Master of the sea. But you will come and bring your smile. Till we’re together you and me. Be happy as I go out to sea. Just tell ’em I’ve gone fishin’.

  3. Jan 23, 2019 · Here are five of the very best poems about ships, boats, and other ocean-going vessels… John Donne, ‘ A Burnt Ship ’. This little-known poem by the master of metaphysical poetry focuses on naval warfare and what happens when a ship catches fire: the crew either burn to death or fall to their deaths in the sea, drowning.

  4. 2. “The Sailor” by Robert Louis Stevenson. “The Sailor” by Robert Louis Stevenson is a captivating poem that delves into the life of a sailor and the allure of the sea. Through vivid imagery, Stevenson portrays the adventurous spirit of the sailor and his deep connection with the ocean.

  5. by John T. Baker. Along the shore I spy a ship. As she sets out to sea; She spreads her sails and sniffs the breeze. And slips away from me. I watch her fading image shrink, As she moves on and on, Until at last she's but a speck, Then someone says, "She's gone."

  6. Nov 6, 2018 · Below is the 1892 version of the poem, completed shortly before Whitman’s death in the same year. ‘Song of Myself’ by Walt Whitman. 1. I celebrate myself, and sing myself, And what I assume you shall assume, For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

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  8. Below the kirk, below the hill, Below the lighthouse top. The Sun came up upon the left, Out of the sea came he! And he shone bright, and on the right. Went down into the sea. Higher and higher every day, Till over the mast at noon—'. The Wedding-Guest here beat his breast,

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