| Edwin Arlington Robinson (1869–1935). Collected Poems. 1921. |
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| VIII. Avon’s Harvest, Etc. |
| 7. Lost Anchors |
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| LIKE a dry fish flung inland far from shore, | |
| There lived a sailor, warped and ocean-browned, | |
| Who told of an old vessel, harbor-drowned | |
| And out of mind a century before, | |
| Where divers, on descending to explore | 5 |
| A legend that had lived its way around | |
| The world of ships, in the dark hulk had found | |
| Anchors, which had been seized and seen no more. | |
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| Improving a dry leisure to invest | |
| Their misadventure with a manifest | 10 |
| Analogy that he may read who runs, | |
| The sailor made it old as ocean grass— | |
| Telling of much that once had come to pass | |
| With him, whose mother should have had no sons. | |
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