by: Lope de Vega (1562-1635)
- OOR bark of Life, upon the billows
- Assailed by storms of envy and deceit,
- Across what cruel seas in passage fleet
- My and sword alone direct thy course!
- My pen is dull; my sword of little force;
- Thy side lies open to the wild waves' beat
- As out from Favor's harbors we retreat,
- Pursued by hopes deceived and vain remorse.
- Let heaven by star to guide thee! here below
- How vain the joys that foolish hearts desire!
- Here friendship dies and enmity keeps true;
- Here happy days have left thee long ago!
- But seek not port, brave thou the tempest's ire;
- Until the end thy fated course pursue!
POEMS BY LOPE DE VEGA
This English translation by Roderick
Gill of 'O Navis' is reprinted from Hispanic Anthology: Poems
Translated from the Spanish by English and North American Poets.
Ed. Thomas Walsh. New York: G.P. Putnam's Sons, 1920.