Weeeeeeeell.......Furls Fire wrote:sigh..there are just too many of these...I could do this for weeks...
*sigh*
Oh all right!!
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Then Pitchwife began to sing. He stood some distance away, but his voice carried like light across the dromond, rising strongly from his deformed chest over the slapping of the waves and the snap of the canvas. His tune was a plainsong spiced with accents and suggestions of harmony; and the other Giants joined him:
"Come sea and wave--
broad footpath of those who roam
and gateway to the world!
All ways lead the way to Home.
"Come wind and speed--
sky-breath and the life of sail!
Lines and sheets unfurled,
our hearts covet every gale.
"Come travel and quest!
Discovery of the Earth:
mysteries unknurled:
roaming without stint or dearth:
"Risk and journey save,
the heart of life from loss and need.
We are the ocean's quest,
and we love the vasty world!"
The Giants were joyful singers, and their voices formed a counterpoint to the rocking masts, a song punctuated by a rising staccato as the breeze knocked the canvas. Starfare's Gem appeared to ride music as well as wind.
Oh I know, that's why I love these books so much. You can hear the music...taste the wind...feel the rocking of the dromond.Fist and Faith wrote:That part really strikes me!!!! SRD put such consideration into things!a song punctuated by a rising staccato as the breeze knocked the canvas.
Ah sigh... I just can't get enough of this stuff.My heart has rooms that sigh with dust
And ashes in the hearth.
They must be cleaned and blown away
By daylight's breath.
But I cannot essay the task,
for even dust to me is dear;
For dust and ashes still recall,
My love was here.
I know not how to say Farewell,
When Farewell is the word
That stays alone for me to say
Or will be heard.
But I cannot speak out that word
Or ever let my loved one go:
How can I bear it that these rooms
Are empty so?
I sit among the dust and hope
That dust will cover me.
I stir the ashes in the hearth,
Though cold they be.
I cannot bear to close the door,
To seal my loneliness away
While dust and ashes yet remain
Of my love's day.