Sidney Lanier

(1842-1881 / Macon / Georgia)

A Song Of The Future. - Poem by Sidney Lanier

Sail fast, sail fast,
Ark of my hopes, Ark of my dreams;
Sweep lordly o'er the drowned Past,
Fly glittering through the sun's strange beams;
Sail fast, sail fast.
Breaths of new buds from off some drying lea
With news about the Future scent the sea:
My brain is beating like the heart of Haste:
I'll loose me a bird upon this Present waste;
Go, trembling song,
And stay not long; oh, stay not long:
Thou'rt only a gray and sober dove,
But thine eye is faith and thy wing is love.


Comments about A Song Of The Future. by Sidney Lanier

  • Rookie - 104 Points Brian Jani (4/29/2014 4:43:00 AM)

    I like this poem, it's quite good (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie Sayed Jemal Houssein-Afghani (3/29/2005 1:15:00 PM)

    Certainly one of the Princes of English/American Poetry! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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