A Poem by Hugh Owen Meredith [published 1911]
In London docks the sails are furl'd
Of ships that come from all the world:
Piston and screw find rest at last,
That over every sea have pass'd.
Here are delivered by the crews
All things a nation needs to use:
They bring us meat, they bring us drink,
They bring more thoughts than we can think.
If England holds the world in fee
And tribute draws from every sea-
is every shore, is every wave,
More free thereby, or more a slave?
This poem comes from the collection 'Weekday Poems' published by Edward Arnold in 1911
More work from Hugh Owen Meredith in this collection
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