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In Cabin'd Ships at Sea.

Part of the cluster INSCRIPTIONS.

IN CABIN'D SHIPS AT SEA.

IN cabin'd ships at sea, The boundless blue on every side expanding, With whistling winds and music of the waves, the large imperious  
 waves,
Or some lone bark buoy'd on the dense marine, Where joyous full of faith, spreading white sails, She cleaves the ether mid the sparkle and the foam of day, or  
 under many a star at night,
By sailors young and old haply will I, a reminiscence of the land,  
 be read,
In full rapport at last.
Here are our thoughts, voyagers' thoughts, Here not the land, firm land, alone appears, may then by them be  
 said,
The sky o'erarches here, we feel the undulating deck beneath our  
 feet,
We feel the long pulsation, ebb and flow of endless motion, The tones of unseen mystery, the vague and vast suggestions of the  
 briny world, the liquid-flowing syllables,
The perfume, the faint creaking of the cordage, the melancholy  
 rhythm,
The boundless vista and the horizon far and dim are all here, And this is ocean's poem.
Then falter not O book, fulfil your destiny, You not a reminiscence of the land alone, You too as a lone bark cleaving the ether, purpos'd I know not  
 whither, yet ever full of faith,
Consort to every ship that sails, sail you! Bear forth to them folded my love, (dear mariners, for you I fold  
 it here in every leaf;)
Speed on my book! spread your white sails my little bark athwart  
 the imperious waves,
Chant on, sail on, bear o'er the boundless blue from me to every  
 sea,
This song for mariners and all their ships.

Part of the cluster INSCRIPTIONS.

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