Songs of the Sea Children

by Bliss Carman


 

XCIV


 

I saw the ships come wing by wing 
Up from the golden south with spring; 
And great was the treasure they had in hold 
Of food and raiment and gems and gold, 
The loot and barter of many lands
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Brought home by daring and hardy hands.

For love is the only seed that sows 
The waste of the sea which no man knows.

My sailing thoughts came back to me

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From faring over the great dream sea;
And every one was laden deep
With riches of memory to keep,

Laughter and joy and the smooth delight 
Of the little friend and the starry night.

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For love is the only seed that sows 
The waste of the heart which no man knows.