Man Sails the Deep Awhile

MAN sails the deep awhile;

Loud runs the roaring tide;

The seas are wild and wide;

O'er many a salt, o'er many a desert mile,

The unchained breakers ride,

The quivering stars beguile.

Hope bears the sole command;

Hope, with unshaken eyes,

Sees flaw and storm arise;

Hope, the good steers