Poems (Chandler)/Waiting

by Louise Chandler Moulton

For works with similar titles, see Waiting.

WAITING.

'M waiting for my darling,
 Here, sitting by the sea,
Whom never any ship that sails
 Brings home again to me.

"Oh, sailor! have you seen her?
 You'd know her by her eyes,—
No other are so tender,
 So full of glad surprise."

"Yes, I have seen your darling:
 A fair wind never fails
To waft the good ship unto
 The shore for which she sails.

"King Death they call the Captain,
 His crew a spectral band,—
He steers with pennons flying
 Toward a far-off land.

"No other ship goes thither,
 And back across that main,
The passengers he carries
 He never brings again."