“Sometimes driven aground by the photon storms, by the swirling of the galaxies, clockwise and counterclockwise, ticking with light down the dark… — Gene Wolfe Copy Share Image
I'm sailing away, set an open course for the virgin sea. For I've got to be free, free to face the life… — Styx Copy Share Image
Three fishers went sailing away to the west,/ Away to the west as the sun went down. — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
Three fishers went sailing away to the west, Away to the west as the sun went down; Each thought on the woman… — Charles Kingsley Copy Share Image
Come, cuddle your head on my shoulder, dear, your head like the golden rod, and we will go sailing away from here… — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
