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The Poems of Sidney Lanier
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VI.
"Next drive we o’er the slimy-weeded sea.
`Lo! herebeneath’ (another coward cries)
`The cursed land of sunk Atlantis lies:
This slime will suck us down — turn while thou’rt free!’ —
`But no!’ I said, `Freedom bears West for me!’
Yet when the long-time stagnant winds arise,
And day by day the keel to westward flies,
My Good my people’s Ill doth come to be:
`Ever the winds into the West do blow;
Never a ship, once turned, might homeward go;
Meanwhile we speed into the lonesome main.
For Christ’s sake, parley, Admiral! Turn, before
We sail outside all bounds of help from pain!’ —
`Our help is in the West,’ I said once more.
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Chicago: Sidney Lanier, "VI.," The Poems of Sidney Lanier, ed. Callaway, Morgan, Jr., 1962- in The Poems of Sidney Lanier (New York: George E. Wood, 1850), Original Sources, accessed April 25, 2024, http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=DK6QY43QZU3HPG1.
MLA: Lanier, Sidney. "VI." The Poems of Sidney Lanier, edited by Callaway, Morgan, Jr., 1962-, in The Poems of Sidney Lanier, New York, George E. Wood, 1850, Original Sources. 25 Apr. 2024. http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=DK6QY43QZU3HPG1.
Harvard: Lanier, S, 'VI.' in The Poems of Sidney Lanier, ed. . cited in 1850, The Poems of Sidney Lanier, George E. Wood, New York. Original Sources, retrieved 25 April 2024, from http://www.originalsources.com/Document.aspx?DocID=DK6QY43QZU3HPG1.
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