Yozgad IV: How like an ocean is existence here
Yozgad IV: How like an ocean is existence here
Original Text
S de V. Julius, Poems (London: Longmans, 1928): 44-45. British Library 011644.eee.52
1How like an ocean is existence here,
2Whose waves are days and moving follow on;
3Each seventh wave looms larger than the rest,
4As Sabbaths mark the passing of the weeks:
5Each wave's uplift is as the rise of day,
6And lifted high we look around and find
7Nor ship, nor shore, nor bound, but only sky;
8Then to the trough of night the day descends,
9As the wave sweeps from under plunging down,
10And passes onward leaving us still here.
11So the waves pass, while we remain like hulks
12Whose means of self-propulsion are all gone
13That once rejoiced to chase them passing by.
14Thus derelict we lie, time passes on,
15And we shall see nor home, nor friend, nor love,
16'Til, as the tides of ocean cast their dead
17Spewed forth among the jetsam of the shore,
18We too return, -- the flotsam of the war.
19So now heave-to my argosy and bear
20Thee up into the eye of this chill wind,
21And like a skilled experienced mariner
22I'll now ride out the storm of this vile war.
Publication Start Year
1928
RPO poem Editors
Ian Lancashire
RPO Edition
RPO 2001
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