- Tis the set of the sail

- Tis the set of the sail

-Ella wheeler Wilcox 1916

 -But every mind there opened

-A whey, and way, and away

- A high soul climbs the highway

-And the low soul climbs the highway

-And between on the misty flats

 -The rest drift to and fro

-But every man there opened

 -A high way and low

- And every mind decided

-The way his soul shall go.

 

-One ship sails east and another west

 -By the self – same winds that blow

-Tis the setter of the sails

-And another west

 -By the self-same winds that blow

-Tis the set of the sails

- And not the gales 

 -That tells the way we go

 -Like the winds of the sea

 -Are the waves of time

 -As we journey along thought life

-That determinates the goal

-And not the clam or the strife

-And not the clam or the strife