This the ship of pearl, which, poets feign, sail the unshadow main,(Holmes 1.1) The venturous bark that flings(Holmes 1.2) , In its gulfs enchanted, Where the siren sings, and the coral reefs lie bare( Holmes 1.3)
Its webs of living gauze no more unfurl, Wrecked is the ship of pearl(Holmes 2.1)And every chambered cell, Where it dim dreaming life wont dwell,(Holmes 2.2 )As the frail tenant shaped his growing shell (Holmes 2.3)
Year after year beheld the silent toil ,that spread his lustrous coil(Holmes 3.1),still as the spiral grew he left his past year's dwelling for a new,(Holmes 3.2)
stole with soft steps its shining archway though, Built up its idle door, (Holmes 3.3)Stretched in his last-founded home, and knew the old no more
thanks for the heavenly message brought by thee, child of the wandering sea(Holmes 4)Cast from her lap, forlorn!,From thy dead lips clearer note is born, Than ever Triton blew from wreathed horn !
Build thee more stately mansions ,O my soul, As the swift seasons roll! Leave thy low-vaulted past! let each new temple, nobler than the last, shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast, till thou at length free, Leaving thine outgrown shell by life unresting seal!(Holmes 5)