Once I thought for myself, but now, no!
I am captain of my ship, she seeks me.
Caesar seeks glory, Cato defends Rome
I was selfish, now save my ship from sink
If I were mad, and my ship were not real,
Then wake up tomorrow in peace and rest
The waves crash, thunder, stay in bed, ship reels,
I am forced, tired, but have to be best,
The great ship sees me, admires, smiles,
Self-heart wants to go home, yet loves ship
She wants silver in faraway isles,
I am a poet, poor in all but quips
I must go ahead, am so uncertain--
Know not, scared, yet can be no aversion--
