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Gone From My Sight. 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.
At least three publications credit the poem to Luther Beecher in printings shortly after his death in 1904. However, it is often attributed to Henry Van Dyke, probably due to his name appearing as the author in a widely distributed booklet by award winning end of life educator Barbara Karnes, RN entitled "Gone from My Sight: The Dying Experience."
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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.
Gone From my Sight. I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white sails to the morning 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.
Dec 14, 2015 · The poem “ Gone From My Sight ” by Henry Van Dyke, a mid-19th century American poet, is an evocative and deceptively simple narrative about watching a ship sail out of a harbor into the vast, open sea. The poem opens: I am standing upon the seashore. A ship, at my side, spreads her white sails to the moving breeze and starts. for the blue ...
Mar 7, 2023 · Gone From My Sight. 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.
Gone From My Sight. by Henry Van Dyke. I am standing upon the seashore. A ship at my side spreads her white. sails to the morning 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.
