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.