Cargoes

QUINQUIREME of Nineveh from distant Ophir,
Rowing home to haven in sunny Palestine,
With a cargo of ivory,
And apes and peacocks,
Sandalwood, cedarwood, and sweet white wine.

Stately Spanish galleon coming from the Isthmus,
Dipping through the Tropics by the palm-green shores,
With a cargo of diamonds,
Emeralds, amythysts,
Topazes, and cinnamon, and gold moidores.

Dirty British coaster with a salt-caked smoke stack,
Butting through the Channel in the mad March days,
With a cargo of Tyne coal,
Road-rails, pig-lead,
Firewood, iron-ware, and cheap tin trays.

by John Masefield

Other poems of MASEFIELD (44)

Comments (21)

FOUR: A true and pure love poem, I like very much, but it seemed CM hid himself in his poems. A thought-provoking poem and very well worded, after all he got his Masters' degree and
THREE: Such a life he needed not to be involved with, but that is CM his own being! Could be a person be gay by birth? Or had he done his choice? . This part of him I dislike.
TWO: the content is oft fully worded, archaic for now, but ordinary language in his period. I like CM's poems very much, the longer we read, the more meaning they get. His life is a very tragic one.
ONE: This part belongs to two other parts: the first and yhe second sestiad, and these three poems must be read altogether. Thank you for publishing Christopher Marlowe's poems, except archaic words,
In each respect! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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