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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Over the Sea our Galleys Went</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Over the sea our galleys went,<br> With cleaving prows in order brave,<br> To a speeding wind and a bounding wave,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> A gallant armament:<br> Each bark built out of a forest-tree,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Left leafy and rough as first it grew,<br> And nailed all over the gaping sides,<br> Within and without, with black bull-hides,<br> Seethed in fat and suppled in flame,<br> To bear the playful billows' game:<br> So, each good ship was rude to see,<br> Rude and bare to the outward view,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> But each upbore a stately tent<br> Where cedar-pales in scented row<br> Kept out the flakes of the dancing brine,<br> And an awning drooped the mast below,<br> In fold on fold of the purple fine,<br> That neither noontide nor star-shine<br> Nor moonlight cold which maketh mad,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Might pierce the regal tenement.<br> When the sun dawned, oh, gay and glad<br> We set the sail and plied the oar;<br> But when the night-wind blew like breath,<br> For joy of one day's voyage more,<br> We sang together on the wide sea,<br> Like men at peace on a peaceful shore;<br> Each sail was loosed to the wind so free,<br> Each helm made sure by the twilight star,<br> And in a sleep as calm as death,<br> We, the voyagers from afar,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Lay stretched along, each weary crew<br> In a circle round its wondrous tent<br> Whence gleamed soft light and curled rich scent,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> And with light and perfume, music too:<br> So the stars wheeled round, and the darkness past,<br> And at morn we started beside the mast,<br> And still each ship was sailing fast!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Now, one morn, land appeared!--a speck<br> Dim trembling betwixt sea and sky:<br> "Avoid it," cried our pilot, "check</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> The shout, restrain the eager eye!"<br> But the heaving sea was black behind<br> For many a night and many a day,<br> And land, though but a rock, drew nigh;<br> So, we broke the cedar pales away,<br> Let the purple awning flap in the wind,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> And a statue bright was on every deck!<br> We shouted, every man of us,<br> And steered right into the harbour thus,<br> With pomp and paean glorious.<br> A hundred shapes of lucid stone!</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> All day we built its shrine for each,<br> A shrine of rock for every one,<br> Nor paused we till in the westering sun</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> We sat together on the beach<br> To sing because our task was done.<br> When lo! what shouts and merry songs!<br> What laughter all the distance stirs!<br> A loaded raft with happy throngs<br> Of gentle islanders!<br> "Our isles are just at hand," they cried,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> "Like cloudlets faint in even sleeping;<br> Our temple-gates are opened wide,</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Our olive-groves thick shade are keeping<br> For these majestic forms"--they cried.<br> Oh, then we awoke with sudden start<br> From our deep dream, and knew, too late,<br> How bare the rock, how desolate,<br> Which had received our precious freight:</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Yet we called out--"Depart!<br> Our gifts, once given, must here abide.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=506391" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"> Our work is done; we have no heart<br> To mar our work,"--we cried.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Robert+Browning">Robert Browning</a></strong></div>