The Absent Ship
J. R. O. (poet; Forget-Me-Not)
J. R. O.
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University of Victoria Digital Victorian Periodical Poetry Project
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Forget-Me-Not
1830
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Fair ship, I saw thee bounding o’er the deep,
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The Absent Shi
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Fair ship, I saw thee bounding o’er the deep,
Thy white wings glancing in the morning ray,
And many a sparkling eye in vain did weep
For the bold hearts that steer’d thee on thy way :
Long days of grief have linger’d into years :
Return ! return ! and charm away their tears.
I listen’d, till the music and the song
Died on the waters as she swept along ;
I watch’d her stately beauty, till it grew
A fading shadow on the distant blue ;
Less, and still less—the waters are alone !
Queen of the ocean ! whither art thou gone ?
The wintry storm hath sigh’d itself to sleep,
Yet still thou lingerest on the faithless deep :
Have calmer seas, and skies of deeper blue,
Charm’d thee to bid thine island home adieu ?
Long has yon dark-eyed maiden wept in vain :
Return ! return ! and bid her smile again.
Long may’st thou weep, but never shalt thou see
Thy fair-hair’d mariner return to thee,
Clasp thy young beauty in a long embrace,
And read his pardon in thy happy face :
Thy gentle prayers, fair mourner, could not save !
Thy sailor sleeps within the stormy wave.
J. R. O.