Come, dear children, let us away; Down and away below!... Now my brothers call from the bay, Now the great winds shoreward blow, Now the salt tides seaward flow; Now the wild white horses play, Champ and chafe and toss in the spray.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most urgent....
All the whales in the wider deeps, hot are they, as they urge on and on, and dive beneath the icebergs. The right whales, the sperm-whales, the hammer-heads, the killers there they blow, there they blow, hot wild white breath out of the sea!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The splendor falls on castle walls And snowy summits old in story;... The long light shakes across the lakes, And the wild cataract leaps in glory. Blow, bugle, blow, set the wild echoes flying, Blow, bugle; answer, echoes, dying, dying, dying.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »