THE CAPTIVE,
There is no turning back for him' who goes
Down to the sea at seventeen or so; The music of the sea that leaps and flows In emerald tides will haunt him. He will go Forever with the sunrise on his lips,
The purple dusk upon his brow, his ears
Throbbing with wings of gulls above the ships; He will be a prisoner all his years.
Though full-blown moons may call, and he will yearn For young breasts pale as oleanders are,
He must go on where darkening breakers turn To silver fire beneath the Northern star. Though he will beat on rocks eternally, Forever he is captive of the sea. —Daniel Whitehead Hicky, in the New York Times.
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Otago Witness, Issue 3995, 7 October 1930, Page 62
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121THE CAPTIVE, Otago Witness, Issue 3995, 7 October 1930, Page 62
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