A ship sails and I stand watching
'Till she fades on the horizon
And someone at my side
Says she has gone
Gone where?
Gone from my sight, that is all
She is just as large as when i saw her
The diminished size and total loss of sight
Is in me and in her
And just at that moment when someone says
She is gone, there are others who are watching her coming,
And other voices take up a good shout
There she comes
And that is dying
Charles Brent.