One ship drives east and another drives west
With the selfsame winds that blow.
'Tis the set of sails and not the gales
Which tells us the way to go.


The Best Loved Poems of the American People (1936)


One ship drives east and another drives west With the selfsame winds that blow. 'Tis the set of sails and not the gales Which tells us the way to go.

One ship drives east and another drives west With the selfsame winds that blow. 'Tis the set of sails and not the gales Which tells us the way to go.

One ship drives east and another drives west With the selfsame winds that blow. 'Tis the set of sails and not the gales Which tells us the way to go.

One ship drives east and another drives west With the selfsame winds that blow. 'Tis the set of sails and not the gales Which tells us the way to go.