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Ella Wheeler Wilcox (Элла Уилкокс) The Ship and the Boat In the great ship Life we speed along, With sails and pennons spread. And tethered, beside the great ship, glide The mystic boats for the dead. Over the deck of the ship of Life Our loved and lost we lower. And calm and steady, his small boat ready, Death silently sits at the oar. He rows our dead away from our sight-- Away from our hearing or ken. We call and cry for a last good-bye, But they never come back again. The ship of Life bounds on and on; The river of Time runs fast; And yet more swift our dear dead drift For ever back into the Past. We do not forget those loved and lost, But they fade away like a dream: As we hurry along on the current strong Of Time’s great turbulent stream. On and on, and ever away, Our sails are filled by the wind; We see new places, we meet new faces, And the dead are far behind. Their boats have drifted into the sea That laves God’s holy feet. But the river’s course, too, seeks that source, So the ship and the boat shall meet. Ella Wheeler Wilcox's other poems: Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1332 |
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