Explore "A Song in Storm" by Rudyard Kipling on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
Be well assured that on our side / The abiding oceans fight, / Though headlong wind and heaping tide / Make us their sport to-night. / By force of weather not of war / In jeopardy we steer, / Then welcome Fate's discourtesy / Whereby it shall appear, / How in all time of our distress, / And our deliverance too, / The game is more than the player of the game, / And the ship is more than the crew.
Out of the mist into the mirk / The glimmering combers roll. / Almost these mindless waters work / As though they had a soul -- / Almost as though they leagued to whelm / Our flag beneath their green / Then welcome Fate's discourtesy / Whereby it shall be seen, etc.