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THE SHIP OF THE SOUL

To E. J. S.

1
LONG ago in the dawn of nations
Wisdom in Egypt dreamed a dream,
The ship of the soul of man a-sailing
Over the Nile’s god-haunted stream.
Tired the travellers young and aged
Voyaging in from near and far,
Swift and surely the strong oars bore them
Down to the glorious feet of Ra.

2
Dust is wisdom, its dream forgotten,
But still in the light of the setting sun
The ships of the souls of men go seeking
The harbour that waits for everyone;