English poem
THE FISHERMAN.
by Francis William Lauderdale Adams (1862–1893)
In the dark waveless sea, Deep blue under deep blue, The fisher drifts by on the tide In his small pole-balanced canoe.
Above him the cloud-clapped hills Crown the dense jungly sweeps; The cocoa-nut groves hedge round The hut where the beach-wave sleeps.
Is it not better so To be as this savage is, Than to live the wage-slave's life Of hopeless agonies?