The Sun And Seas A Jolly Cast? Poem by Mark Heathcote

The sun and seas a jolly cast
As is the sail tied to the mast
And those laggards anchored
Without a future or a past…

Who are they to sink then?
To the bottom of a glass
Without the lowly courage
To weigh anchor, outclass…

Them that is first and last
The oceans fleet of stars.
Who are they to sink then?
Lower than the rank of Czars.

…Should they not sail the seas
That storm and rage.
Hold—strait the tiller, helmsman
Waves beat my breast a sage!

"God be their maiden-voyage
All in him find harbour.
Set sail loathsome, wreckage!
Oar thy soul to him thy saviour".