Beneath, the azure current floweth,
Above, the golden sunlight glows.
Rebellious, the storms it wooeth,
As if the storms could give repose.


A Sail, st. 3


Beneath, the azure current floweth, Above, the golden sunlight glows. Rebellious, the storms it wooeth, As if the storms could give repose.

Beneath, the azure current floweth, Above, the golden sunlight glows. Rebellious, the storms it wooeth, As if the storms could give repose.

Beneath, the azure current floweth, Above, the golden sunlight glows. Rebellious, the storms it wooeth, As if the storms could give repose.

Beneath, the azure current floweth, Above, the golden sunlight glows. Rebellious, the storms it wooeth, As if the storms could give repose.