
A ship drives toward rocks and a nearing tempest while the men aboard sleep, dreaming of effort, pleasure, and peaceful homes. Spirits repeatedly call for them to wake, then depart in grief; the sleepers dream of long lives as they sleep to death.
By Christina Georgina Rossetti · Genre: Allegorical Poetry, Narrative Poetry · 675 words
Sound the deep waters: -- / Who shall sound that deep? -- / Too short the plummet, / And the watchmen sleep. / Some dream of effort / Up a toilsome steep; / Some dream of pasture grounds / For harmless sheep.
White shapes flit to and fro / From mast to mast; / They feel the distant tempest / That nears them fast: / Great rocks are straight ahead, / Great shoals not past; / They shout to one another / Upon the blast.
ships · sleep · dreams · spirits · storms · mortality · vanity
Sleep at Sea is listed on Textopian as a poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti, dated Date unknown.
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