Thank you, David. From Ella Wheeler Wilcox’s “The Winds of Fate”, surely a favorite of Errol’s. Here’s the also-magnificent second and final verse.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate;
As we voyage along through life,
‘Tis the set of a soul
That decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox vacationed in Port Antonio and wrote that it was “the most exquisite port on earth”. She almost certainly lodged at the Titchfield Hotel circa its turn-of-the-century, banana-shipping heyday, the predecessor to Errol’s no-bananas Titchfield.
Thank you, David. From Ella Wheeler Wilcox’s “The Winds of Fate”, surely a favorite of Errol’s. Here’s the also-magnificent second and final verse.
Like the winds of the sea are the ways of fate;
As we voyage along through life,
‘Tis the set of a soul
That decides its goal,
And not the calm or the strife.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox vacationed in Port Antonio and wrote that it was “the most exquisite port on earth”. She almost certainly lodged at the Titchfield Hotel circa its turn-of-the-century, banana-shipping heyday, the predecessor to Errol’s no-bananas Titchfield.
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