14 Quotes by James Flecker

A ship, an isle, a sickle moon - / With few but with how splendid stars / The mirrors of the sea are strewn / Between their silver bars.

It was so old a ship - who knows, who knows? / And yet so beautiful, I watched in vain / To see the mast burst open with a rose / And the whole deck put on its leaves again.

I have seen old ships sail like swans asleep / Beyond the village which men still call Tyre.

For one night or the other night / Will come the Gardener in white, and gathered flowers are dead, Yasmin.

For pines are gossip pines the wide world through.