Citatepedia^®.com

Seamen Three

Seamen three! What men be ye?
Gotham's three wise men we be.
Whither in your bowl so free?
To rake the moon from out the sea.
The bowl goes trim. The moon doth shine.
And our ballast is old wine;
And your ballast is old wine.

Who art thou, so fast adrift?
I am he they call Old Care.
Here on board we will thee lift.
No: I may not enter there.
Wherefore so? 'Tis Jove's decree,
In a bowl Care may not be;
In a bowl Care may not be.

Fear ye not the waves that roll?
No: in charmed bowl we swim.
What the charm that floats the bowl?
Water may not pass the brim.

[...] Read more

poem by Thomas Love Peacock
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Three Men of Gotham

SEAMEN three! What men be ye?
Gotham's three wise men we be.
Whither in your bowl so free?
To rake the moon from out the sea.
The bowl goes trim. The moon doth shine.
And our ballast is old wine.--
And your ballast is old wine.

Who art thou, so fast adrift?
I am he they call Old Care.
Here on board we will thee lift.
No: I may not enter there.
Wherefore so? 'Tis Jove's decree,
In a bowl Care may not be.--
In a bowl Care may not be.

Fear ye not the waves that roll?
No: in charmed bowl we swim.
What the charm that floats the bowl?
Water may not pass the brim.

[...] Read more

poem by Thomas Love Peacock
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Less judgment than wit is more sail than ballast.

quote by William Penn
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Enthusiasms, like stimulants, are often affected by people with small mental ballast.

quote by Minna Antrim
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Must be out-of-doors enough to get experience of wholesome reality, as a ballast to thought and sentiment. Health requires this relaxation, this aimless life

quote by Henry David Thoreau
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

For him to have understood me would have meant reorganizing his thinking... giving up his intellectual ballast, and few people are willing to risk such a radical move.

quote by Edward T. Hall
Added by Lucian Velea
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Cry For Love

These words I write to you
Are nearer to vital truth
Than anything I know:

Clouds pass and I see
The face of love, your face,
Pale and irretrievable
And it agitates my heart
Which has been cleft asunder
Since the day you left me
On the Spanish Steps;
And I am grown old

My passion has been lost; without you,
I need not such ballast for this journey
Here I moor my lonely ship and wander
Ever across the land, murmurin' softly
Love and sorrow, each with arms around me,
Whisperin' as I move along as these tears,
Shaken from mysery bearin' clouds,

[...] Read more

poem by MacGregor Tagliaferro
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Another hymn to Christ

I watch the sweep towards Benbulbin,
from Ladies Brae,
of sheep hill, and cattle fold,
I listen to the wind that
at night can winter howl,
and summer can carpet, like a
bride and groom wedding view.

The climbers towards the hill,
the young trainee searching monks,
towards Horeb look,
that sweeps down towards
Drumcliffe.

For then I lift up,
mine eyes have seen,
hope and beauty,
faith and ballast,
and what I look towards now,
and forevermore,

[...] Read more

poem by Bernard Kennedy
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

Love at Sea

WE ARE in love’s land to-day;
Where shall we go?
Love, shall we start or stay,
Or sail or row?
There’s many a wind and way,
And never a May but May;
We are in love’s hand to-day;
Where shall we go?

Our landwind is the breath
Of sorrows kissed to death
And joys that were;
Our ballast is a rose;
Our way lies where God knows
And love knows where.
We are in love’s hand to-day—

Our seamen are fledged Loves,
Our masts are bills of doves,
Our decks fine gold;

[...] Read more

poem by Algernon Charles Swinburne
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!

2: To the Stars

In the coruscating darkness
That houses this place of void
I found my vision blind
But not from the rapine of light
That my waxed fingers possessed
But from the garish radiance
Of the distant shivering stars
And the shrilling zithers they tinkered
As they set the seas in my palms
Burning aglow to descry
The iridescence hiding in the gutters
Of the labyrinth that leisurely crawled
On every bickering of my spine

A star fell leaving a trail
A banister to ballast my frailty
As I clamber the insurmountable,
As I unclip my betrothed wings,
As I slickly slew the keys
To the punctures in the ribs

[...] Read more

poem by Norman Santos
Added by Poetry Lover
Comment! | Vote! | Copy!