{"id":2871,"date":"2012-05-01T16:38:22","date_gmt":"2012-05-01T16:38:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/?page_id=2871"},"modified":"2012-05-01T16:38:22","modified_gmt":"2012-05-01T16:38:22","slug":"the-sailors-by-adelaide-ross","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/?page_id=2871","title":{"rendered":"The Sailors by Adelaide Ross"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Young and impetuous they were<br \/>\nWhen first their homes they left to fare<br \/>\nOn unfamiliar seas,<br \/>\nThat long and long had called to them,<br \/>\nFor distant ports with names of gold,<br \/>\nFor midnight sun, Antipodes,<br \/>\nNew worlds, and worlds more old<br \/>\nThan life, the stars their diadem,<br \/>\nThe sea their throne, their ancient wave<br \/>\nWhich while they lived a living gave<br \/>\nAnd offered when they died a grave,<br \/>\nFor long ere life should have been run<br \/>\nShe drowned them every one.<br \/>\nAnd green and ghastly they were tossed<br \/>\nOn the wild reefs where they were lost,<br \/>\nDead on the rocks and beaches cast,<br \/>\nWhere in the grim night stark they lay,<br \/>\nNor ever dreamed they should not see<br \/>\nThe dawn which lit their tragedy,<br \/>\nOr that the sun of yesterday<br \/>\nWould be their last.<br \/>\nLong buried now they lie at ease<br \/>\nWithin a cliff that hangs beside<br \/>\nThe dark shore where they died,<br \/>\nForever in the sound of seas<br \/>\nThat on the shingles plunge and foam;<br \/>\nAnd if their spirits wake and stir<br \/>\nThey hear the liquid songs of her,<br \/>\nTheir immemorial main,<br \/>\nListen and know they are at home,<br \/>\nAnd turn and sleep again.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>From <em>A Wild Flower Wreath<\/em>, by Adelaide Ross (1896-1993). Privately printed, 1975.<br \/>\n\u00a9 The Estate of Adelaide Ross. Used by permission.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Young and impetuous they were When first their homes they left to fare On unfamiliar seas, That long and long had called to them, For distant ports with names of gold, For midnight sun, Antipodes, New worlds, and worlds more old Than life, the stars their diadem, The sea their throne, their ancient wave Which [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":1116,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-2871","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2871","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2871"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2871\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2879,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2871\/revisions\/2879"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/1116"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.robertstephenhawker.co.uk\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2871"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}