Louis MacNeice, "Thalassa"
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radiantfractureThalassa
Run out the boat, my broken comrades;
Let the old seaweed crack, the surge
Burgeon oblivious of the last
Embarkation of feckless men,
Let every adverse force converge --
Here we must needs embark again.
Run up the sail, my heartsick comrades;
Let each horizon tilt and lurch --
You know the worst; your wills are fickle,
Your values blurred, your hearts impure
And your past life a ruined church --
But let your poison be your cure.
Put out to sea, ignoble comrades,
Whose record shall be noble yet;
Butting through scarps of moving marble
The narwhale dares us to be free;
By a high star our course is set,
Our end is Life. Put out to sea.
Run out the boat, my broken comrades;
Let the old seaweed crack, the surge
Burgeon oblivious of the last
Embarkation of feckless men,
Let every adverse force converge --
Here we must needs embark again.
Run up the sail, my heartsick comrades;
Let each horizon tilt and lurch --
You know the worst; your wills are fickle,
Your values blurred, your hearts impure
And your past life a ruined church --
But let your poison be your cure.
Put out to sea, ignoble comrades,
Whose record shall be noble yet;
Butting through scarps of moving marble
The narwhale dares us to be free;
By a high star our course is set,
Our end is Life. Put out to sea.
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