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A Departure

Rating: 2.6
Since first the White Horse Banner blew free,
By Hengist's horde unfurled,
Nothing has changed on land or sea
Of the things that steer the world.
(As it was when the long-ships scudded through the gale
So it is where the Liners go.)
Time and Tide, they are both in a tale--
"Woe to the weaker -- woe! "

No charm can bridle the hard-mouthed wind
Or smooth the fretting swell.
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Saksham 16 October 2018
Nice and wonderful poem very thankful to you
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Brian Jani 28 April 2014
You surely know how to wrote, I like each and every poem of yours
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