Captain Sisay’s Lament
Gerrard, tonight the Weatherlight floats on a pleasant front. Night falls. From beyond the clouds the stars hang close by. Sailors prowl the deck, while more hands sleep below lost in their bunks....
Gerrard, tonight the Weatherlight floats on a pleasant front. Night falls. From beyond the clouds the stars hang close by. Sailors prowl the deck, while more hands sleep below lost in their bunks....
