here's the rest (I think it's the rest, at least) - from her Collected Poems (http://books.google.com/books?id=kN_7WcjAelYC&printsec=frontcover&dq=stevie+smith+collected+poems&hl=en&sa=X&ei=KwwoUdzlEM-60QHzuoHoCw&ved=0CDAQ6AEwAA) on google books. I looked it up after reading "Royal Bodies," too. :)
The sailor sailing, hearing it Falls at once into a fit, He does not see the rocky race His eyes are looking for a face.
The boat strikes hard, as she must do, And down she goes, and he goes to. This story brings me so much grief I know not how to find relief.
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Date: 2013-02-23 12:27 am (UTC)The sailor sailing, hearing it
Falls at once into a fit,
He does not see the rocky race
His eyes are looking for a face.
The boat strikes hard, as she must do,
And down she goes, and he goes to.
This story brings me so much grief
I know not how to find relief.
Lurks there some meaning underneath?