Ships
Beautiful lie the ships on the moonlit harbor,
Clustered like sleeping birds with white wings furled,
Gathering to their breasts from the silver water
All of the peace that haunts a dreaming world.
Down in the holds that reek of sweat and liquor,
Sprawled in their bunks men snore the night away,
Dreaming of polished bars and painted women—
Beautiful lie the ships on the moonlit bay.
Clustered like sleeping birds with white wings furled,
Gathering to their breasts from the silver water
All of the peace that haunts a dreaming world.
Down in the holds that reek of sweat and liquor,
Sprawled in their bunks men snore the night away,
Dreaming of polished bars and painted women—
Beautiful lie the ships on the moonlit bay.
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