The Yarn Of The Blue Star Line (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
When I was a lad and went to seaIn Seventy-seven or six maybe,There was ten tall ships on MerseysideDid sail ...
When I was a lad and went to seaIn Seventy-seven or six maybe,There was ten tall ships on MerseysideDid sail ...
In a sailormen's restaurant Rotherhithe way,Where the din of the docksides is loud all the day,And the breezes come bringing ...
He has learnt the ways of the ships at seaIn most of the sorts of ships there be, —In most ...
FOR the grey-nurse knows the barb-hook As the codfish kens the line, And the bull-whale's blood is fountained Where the ...
Did you see the poor old hooker, by the ocean wharf she lay?Her decks are foul with harbour grime, she ...
Oo seen her off? . . . "Me," says the tide,"I 'ad to, for why, there was no one ...
She'd carried coal on her last voyage,So she was thick wi' fleas;An' there was cockroaches in every crevice,An' them small ...
She's a Liverpool ship, an' becalmed on the Line;Ain't it hell when a Liverpool sailor must dine?Salt pork an' pea ...
All honour be to merchantmen,And ships of all degree,In warlike dangers manifoldWho sail and keep the sea, —In peril of ...
It's blowing up squally, it's piping like hell,And the packet she rolls till she tinkles her bell;Oh, I hope it ...
A three-skysail yarder with her hatches battened down,And the grey sky up above her, and the Mersey's muddy brownA-rippling at ...
By Murphy's Hotel as I loitered alongI heard an old shellback a-singing his song,A crazy old chorus, a song of ...
I coom all der vay from Liverpool roun' der HornTo 'Freesco; ve voss hunder an' fifty day on der passage;Forty ...
By the Liverpool Docks at the break of the day,I saw a flash packet, bound westward away;And well did I ...
Not a woman, child, or man inAll this isle, that loves thee, C—-ng.Fools, whom gentle manners sway,May incline to C—-gh,Princes, ...
Oh, who would choose to be a traveler?—That anxious railway-guide unravelerWho spends his nights in berths and bunks,His days in ...
GEORGE AUGUSTUS CLOUGH A NATIVE OF LIVERPOOL, DIED SUDDENLY OF "STRANGER'S FEVER" NOV'R 5th 1843 AGED 22 He died of ...
It chanced upon the very day we'd got the shearing done, A buggy brought a stranger to the West-o'-Sunday Run; ...
Five-and-twenty years have gone Since old William pollexfen Laid his strong bones down in death By his wife Elizabeth In ...
1 O TAKE my hand, Walt Whitman! Such gliding wonders! such sights and sounds! Such join'd unended links, each hook'd ...
A sad tale of the sea I will relate, which will your hearts appal Concerning the burning of the steamship ...
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