THE SHIP OF THE SOUL
To E. J. S.
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LONG ago in the dawn of nations
Wisdom in Egypt dreamed a dream,
The ship of the soul of man a-sailing
Over the Nile’s god-haunted stream.
Tired the travellers young and aged
Voyaging in from near and far,
Swift and surely the strong oars bore them
Down to the glorious feet of Ra.
LONG ago in the dawn of nations
Wisdom in Egypt dreamed a dream,
The ship of the soul of man a-sailing
Over the Nile’s god-haunted stream.
Tired the travellers young and aged
Voyaging in from near and far,
Swift and surely the strong oars bore them
Down to the glorious feet of Ra.
2
Dust is wisdom, its dream forgotten,
But still in the light of the setting sun
The ships of the souls of men go seeking
The harbour that waits for everyone;
Dust is wisdom, its dream forgotten,
But still in the light of the setting sun
The ships of the souls of men go seeking
The harbour that waits for everyone;
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