Excerpt from The Shadows of the Trees: And Other Poems

The Gate-ways of the sea

They that set sail upon the ship of song
Are borne to deep seas and return no more.

Spread - spread, white wings! - The gate-ways of the sea
No man mag close - the sunshine and salt spray
Await our coming - Out! out, and away
From all dull prison shores - the tides are free -
The winds unchained - and no King's vassals we.
The open sea is ours - Farewell delay! -
Unreef thy sails - far, past the placid bay,
The blue waxes of the ocean beckon thee.

Aflame-like scarf, the only flag we fly,
Streams from the peak in honour of the Muse:
And one less loved no mariner could choose.
But if no ship salute us passing by,
No whit we care - black waves and storm defying,
We will go down with our own Thracian banner flying.

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