The masts, that were like the beaten gold,
Bent not on the heaving seas
From The blue poetry book, edited by Andrew Lang, London, New York, Bombay, and Calcutta, 1912.
(Source: archive.org)
The masts, that were like the beaten gold,
Bent not on the heaving seas
From The blue poetry book, edited by Andrew Lang, London, New York, Bombay, and Calcutta, 1912.
(Source: archive.org)