Salt Lake Herald | 1896-12-11 | Page 6 | In the Fishing Port

e IX THE KISHIXG PORT Down by the seawall going seaw11 Whero the barelegged babies play Where the titles are always flowing And the dories rock ul las Over the edge of roct breaker Far out across the bay White acre after acre You see the foamwreaths play White as the foamwreaths UVIIR Between the blue and the blue Ig The sails ui the ships are lm Smitten by sunshine through T the darkness falls and th2 shadows Slip on from sky to sky And over the dim searneaows The winds begin to sih i JL nd the stars in their shrouds of sorrow Drovn sIt wly spark by tp r While the shattering surges brrow Their ghmmer of ghrsMy rAnd r-And the brow of the storms nale anger Leans up the sea and hark What voices and cries and clangor cangr Leap out of the deep ana the lark Then with heavenly soft erasure Of all the ruin and acic The morning with rtfj a1 with azure Sweeps over the temp tek And the glass by wan hands iiTicd From housetop and window crack The wlla of the wave is siftdd For the sail that conns not back For the wife forsakes hr pillow For the phantom that slDrnvarl I creeps And the lad feels the call of the billow Cry to him while he slllp 1 A part of the mighty tillage That death the deathless naps The heart of the fishing vlliifii Beats out on the sunlit deeps Harriet Fresco Spofford