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Lincoln Ross Colcord (Линкольн Росс Колкорд) Envoy Captain, Captain, heavy squall in sight; Just took in the royals, ship she jumps like mad. Somethin' on the weather bow, looks like a light. Better come on deck, Sir, things is black and bad. Captain's sleepin' – don't disturb his rest. Hard time's over – hardest you have known. He's brought you through it – showed you what was best. Let him get his sleep, now – stand your watch alone. Captain, Captain, night's a lonesome spell, White foam a-slippin' past, empty sky and sea. Ain't you got no stories like you used to tell? Ain't you comin' up soon and talk awhile with me? Captain's sleepin' – the long watch below. Sleepin' so peaceful – let him sleep away. Sea ain't lonesome – men have loved it so. Sky ain't empty – God's up there, they say. Captain, Captain, daybreak shows the land! Can't you come on deck, Sir? – the shore's a livin' green. Here's them little hillocks, we made it where you planned. What's the use o' seein' things that you ain't seen? Captain's sleepin' – dreamin' in his sleep, Dreamin' of the landfalls off beyond the main, Coasts that smell o' flowers, harbors broad and deep, Ships a-pullin' homeward, and sailors home again. Lincoln Ross Colcord's other poems: Poems of another poets with the same name (Стихотворения других поэтов с таким же названием): Распечатать (Print) Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1242 |
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