Poem by George Chapman

Courage

Give me a spirit that on this life's rough sea
Loves to have his sails filled with a lusty wind
Even till his sailyards tremble, his masts crack,
And his rapt ship runs on her side so low

That she drinks water, and her keel ploughs air;
There is no danger to a man that knows
What life and death is, - there is no law
Exceeds his knowledge: neither is it lawful
That he should stoop to any other law.

1. Opinion
2. A Coronet for His Mistress, Philosophy
3. An Invective Written by Mr. George Chapman against Mr. Ben Jonson
4. Shine out, Fair Sun, with All Your Heat
5. Her Coming

Celia Thaxter Courage ("Because I hold it sinful to despond")

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