The New Zealand Railways Magazine, Volume 8, Issue 4 (August 1, 1933)
A Ship Goes Out
A Ship Goes Out.
A ship goes out from Wellington,
Smoke-smooth, at night,
A shadow on the waterways,
An etching of delight;
A grey ghost of silence,
That bears my eyes away,
Straining to follow to a new land's day.
A ship goes out from Wellington,
Swinging on the tide,
Soot-black the headland,
Pencarrow light beside;
The eternal grace of water
Is a marvel to me,
As a ship goes out at evening,
Away out to sea.