Sound The Deep Waters: - Who Shall Sound That Deep? - Too Short The Plummet, And The Watchmen Sleep. Some Dream Of Effort Up A Toilsome Steep; Some Dream Of Pasture Grounds For Harmless Sheep. White Shapes Flit To And Fro From Mast To Mast; They Feel The Distant Tempest That Nears Them Fast: Great Rocks Are Straight Ahead, Great Shoals Not Past; They Shout To One Another Upon The Blast. Oh, Soft The Streams Drop Music Between The Hills, And Musical The Birds' Nests Beside Those Rills: The Nests Are Types Of Home Love-Hidden From Ills, The Nests Are Types Of Spirits Love-Music Fills. So Dream The Sleepers, Each Man In His Place; The Lightning Shows The Smile Upon Each Face: The Ship Is Driving, Driving, It Drives Apace: And Sleepers Smile, And Spirits Bewail Their Case. The Lightning Glares And Reddens Across The Skies; It Seems But Sunset To Those Sleeping Eyes. When Did The Sun Go Down On Such A Wise? From Such A Sunset When Shall Day Arise? 'Wake,' Call The Spirits: But To Heedless Ears: They Have Forgotten Sorrows And Hopes And Fears; They Have Forgotten Perils And Smiles And Tears; Their Dream Has Held Them Long, Long Years And Years. 'Wake,' Call The Spirits Again: But It Would Take A Louder Summons To Bid Them Awake. Some Dream Of Pleasure For Another'S Sake; Some Dream, Forgetful Of A Lifelong Ache. One By One Slowly, Ah, How Sad And Slow! Wailing And Praying The Spirits Rise And Go: Clear Stainless Spirits White As White As Snow; Pale Spirits, Wailing For An Overthrow. One By One Flitting, Like A Mournful Bird Whose Song Is Tired At Last For No Mate Is Heard. The Loving Voice Is Silent, The Useless Word; One By One Flitting Sick With Hope Deferred. Driving And Driving, The Ship Drives Amain: While Swift From Mast To Mast Shapes Flit Again, Flit Silent As The Silence Where Men Lie Slain; Their Shadow Cast Upon The Sails Is Like A Stain. No Voice To Call The Sleepers, No Hand To Raise: They Sleep To Death In Dreaming, Of Length Of Days. Vanity Of Vanities, The Preacher Says: Vanity Is The End Of All Their Ways.
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