|
|
Setting Sail.
By Emily Elizabeth Dickinson
Exultation is the going
Of an inland soul to sea, --
Past the houses, past the headlands,
Into deep eternity!
Bred as we, among the mountains,
Can the sailor understand
The divine intoxication
Of the first league out from land?
Extra Info:
|
|
Printable Page
Add Your Thoughts on this poem.
This page viewed 539 times.
|
|