Cambridge Poets 1900–1913

Norman Davey . “ As to port your ships are hieing - sails aflapping flags aflying Can't you hear us crying, crying ? Will you never , never heed Us , who lie in dim , enchanted oceans , still with hopes ungranted Everlastingly implanted in the dense Sargasso weed . Far from where the coral island raises its palm - crested highland , Gilded in the sunset 's smile and silvered by the laughing stars : Countless leagues beyond the graven , granite wharves of any haven Leagues beyond the careless , craven clamour of the gay bazaars . thai Far beyond the sunset 's lustre , where the clouds their legions muster In the slimy sea - weed cluster lie those vessels gaunt and grey : Far from human touch or token : over songless seas unbroken Shattered wrecks with all their oaken bulwarks crumbling in decay .