Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The Worlds Best Poetry. Volume V. Nature. 1904. | | | | VII. The Sea | | Our boat to the waves | | William Ellery Channing (18181901) |
| | | OUR boat to the waves go free, | |
| By the bending tide, where the curled wave breaks, | |
| Like the track of the wind on the white snowflakes: | |
| Away, away! T is a path oer the sea. | |
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| Blasts may rave,spread the sail, | 5 |
| For our spirits can wrest the power from the wind, | |
| And the gray clouds yield to the sunny mind, | |
| Fear not we the whirl of the gale. | | | | |
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