Green-Mountain freeman. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1844-1884, 1864-08-30
poetrp.
The Voyage.
From TennysOns new volume of Poems, just publlshe
by Tcsnor and Fields.


rom Tennyson's new volume Of Poems, just Publisl
Tcsnor and FieldS.
We le,t behind the painted buoy
That tosses at the harbor mouth
And maoly danced our hearts with Joy,
As fast We feeted to the South
How fresh was every sisht and sound
On open man or winding shore
We knew tie merry world was round,
And We might sail forevermore
Warm broke the breeze against tn brow,
Dry sang the tackle, sang the SAL
The lAdys head uron the prov
Caught the shril salt, aud sheer'd The gale,
The broad seas swell'd to meet the keel,
And swept behind SO quik the run,
We fell the good ship shake and reel,
We seem'd to sal into the Sun
How oft We saw the Sun retire,
And burn the threshold OF the night,
Fall from his Ocean-land Of nre
And sleep beneath his pilsr'd light
How Oft The purple skirted robe
oftwght slowly downward drawn,
As thro' the slumber OF the globe
again We dash into the dawn!
New stars all night above the brim
Of waters lighten'd into view:
They olmb'd a quickly, for the rim
Changed every moment as We flew.
Far ran the naked moon across
The houselets oceans heaying field,
Or flying shOne, the silver boss
OF hei own hslo's dusky shield
The pesky islet shifted shapes,
high tosns on hills were dimly seen,
We passed long lines OF Northern capes
And dewy Northern meadows green.
We came 10 warmer waUf, and deep,
Across the boundless e. st we drove,
Where those long ST. ellis Of breaker sweep
The nutm rocks and is IS u Glove,
by peaks that famed, or, ali IN SHADE,
Gl0O n'd The low cast aud qniVsnng brine
viii ashy rains, that sprea ling m'de
Fantastic plume or sable pine
By sands and SCANNING fats, aud foods
OF mighty mouth, we seadded last,
And HIS and searet- mingled woods
Glow'd for moment as We passed.
0 hundred shores OF happy climes,
How swiftly streamd ye by The bark
At tines The whole sea burn'd a. times
with wakes Of Are ws tore the dark
A, times carVen oaft would shoot
From Ravens hid In fairy bowers,
With naked limb. and flowers and fruit,
But we nor paused for fruit nor flowers.
For one fair Vision ever fed
Down the waste waters day and night
Aud still we foiow'd where the led,
In hope to gain upon her nl .ht
Her fec was evermore unseen,
And fx'd up n the far sea-llne
But each man murmur'd, 40 my Queen
follow tin make ihee tn me >
And nov we lost her, now she geam'd
Like Fancy made Of golden air,
Now nearer to the prov she seem'd,
Like Virtue Arm, like Kno wirdge fair,
Now high on waves that idly burst,
Like Heavenly Hope she crowd the sea,
And nov, the bloodle,s point reversed,
She bore the blade Of Liberty.
And only one among us--him
We pleased not--he was seldom pleased;
lie saw not far his eyes were dim:
But ours he swore we're all diseased.
A ship Of FOOLS" he shrek'd In spite,
"A ship Of fools" be snter'd ard wept.
aud overheard one Stormy night
He cast hi body, aud On We swept.
And never sail n ours was furl'd,
Nor anchor dropt at eve or morn
We loved the 9 ories Of the world,
But laws Of nature were our scoru
For blasts would r. se and rave aud cease,
But whence were these that drove the sail
Across the whirlwind heart Of Ieaee,
And to aud thro' the counter gale,
Again to colder olmes we came,
For still we FOLLOWED where she led
Now mate is blind and captain lame,
And half the crew are sick or dead.
But blind or lame or sick or sound,
We follow that which dies before:
We know the merry world is round,
And We may sail foTeveImore.