| A. E. Housman (1859–1936). A Shropshire Lad. 1896. |
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| LIX. The star-filled seas are smooth to-night |
| | | The Isle of Portland |
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| THE STAR-FILLED seas are smooth to-night | |
| From France to England strown; | |
| Black towers above the Portland light | |
| The felon-quarried stone. | |
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| On yonder island, not to rise, | 5 |
| Never to stir forth free, | |
| Far from his folk a dead lad lies | |
| That once was friends with me. | |
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| Lie you easy, dream you light, | |
| And sleep you fast for aye; | 10 |
| And luckier may you find the night | |
| Than ever you found the day. | |
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