Here you will find the Poem I: In A Great House By The Sea I Sat of poet Sydney Thompson Dobell
In a great house by the wide Sea I sat, And down slow fleets and waves that never cease Looked back to the first keels of War and Peace; I saw the Ark, what time the shoreless flat Began to rock to rising Ararat; Or Argo, surging home, with templed Greece To leeward, while, mast-high, the lurching fleece Swung morn from deep to deep. Then in a plat Of tamarisk a bird called me. When again My soul looked forth I ponder'd not the main Of waters but of time; and from our fast Sure Now, with Pagan joy, beheld the pain Of tossing heroes on the triremed Past Obtest the festive Gods and silent stars in vain.
