PLYMOUTH

by: Ernest Radford

      H! what know they of harbours
      Who toss not on the sea?
      They tell of fairer havens,
      But none so fair there be
       
      As Plymouth town outstretching
      Her quiet arms to me,
      Her breast's broad welcome spreading
      From Mewstone to Penlee.
       
      And with this home-thought, darling,
      Come crowding thoughts of thee;
      Oh! what know they of harbours
      Who toss not on the sea?

'Plymouth' is reprinted from An Anthology of Modern Verse. Ed. A. Methuen. London: Methuen & Co., 1921.

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