Author of quotes: Novella Nikolaevna Matveeva

To distant places, places.

My love you feared in vain, -
Not so I love!
I was quite to see you,
To meet you smiling.
And if you went to another
Or just was nowhere to be seen,
I was quite what your
The cloak hung on a nail.

We are the captains, brother captains,
We are the ocean the road trodden,
But the ships that follow us,
Will not meet in the sea our trail.
We ought not place, or date;
We were just somewhere and sometime.
But if we from retreat, -
We haven't been anywhere, ever.

What a great wind!
Oh, what a whirlwind!
And you look fondly
And you sit quiet,
And no power
You can't evict:
Soon Neptune will peel
From his throne.