Classic Poem

Ye that when surges covered the stars
Spat at the soaring sea
Captains bold, to a bolder heart
Gather and bow the knee.

See in his eyes a stranger star
Of peril and prowess done
Last night he made him a narrow bed
And laid him down thereon.

He gave his limbs to the starry laws
To swathe and guard and keep
He gave his soul to the unknown God
And dared to be asleep.

One long glad day to blow and shine
Given—and left behind
Hope—look ye that seek a sign—
Look, ye fools and blind.