Missing (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
IShe was spoken off Saint Vincent, outward bound . . .Some lumber-laden barque from Puget Sound,Heaving her sodden deck-load through ...
IShe was spoken off Saint Vincent, outward bound . . .Some lumber-laden barque from Puget Sound,Heaving her sodden deck-load through ...
Down at Devine's Hotel — where night and dayThe noises of the harbour find their way,The endless stir of ships ...
In Daly's Bar, when night is come, and the lighted gas-lamps glow,All red and gold the drinks do shine, and ...
In the days when every seaport had its figureheads to show —Queens, princesses, sea-nymphs, witches, girls of all sorts, row ...
When I leave this Western ocean, to the South'ard I will steerIn a tall Colonial clipper, far an' far enough ...
By Chinese Charley's junk-store, by the Panama Saloon,Where 'longshore loafers lean and spit, at morning, night, and noon, —All among ...
As I was walking beside the docks I met a pal o' mineI sailed with once on the Colonies' run ...
A ship there sailed in the nitrate trade,And she went by the name of the Captive Maid . . .Built ...
In a sailormen's restaurant Rotherhithe way,Where the din of the docksides is loud all the day,And the breezes come bringing ...
Come all you young seamen, take heed now to me,A hard case old sailorman bred to the sea,As had sailed ...
He has learnt the ways of the ships at seaIn most of the sorts of ships there be, —In most ...
A ship there was, and she went to sea(Away O, my Clyde-built clipper!)In eighteen hundred and seventy-three,Fine in the lines ...
The ships that trade foreign, to London they bearTheir cargoes unnumbered both common and rare,Their bales and their gunny-sacks, tea-chests ...
If I was a bloke as could paint,Bill said, "which I ain't,Lord! The pictures I'd doOf ships runnin' freeIn the ...
Oh, a ship in the Tropics, a-foaming along, With every stitch drawing, the Trade blowing strong, The white caps around ...
Some likes pictures o' women, said Bill, "an' some like 'orses best,"As he fitted a pair of fancy shackles on ...
In the old raftered loftWhere the winds blowLike thin querulous voicesOut of long ago,And the cobwebs swayTo and fro, to ...
John Company's ships, they sailed the seas —The Merchant's Hope and the Trade's Increase ,Globe and Dragon and Hector too,Thames ...
Ships — they're all right, said Murphy, "for all you hear folks tell.There some shoves their bows under in a ...
Oh, some will save their Navy pay and take their ease ashoreAnd some will sit at an office desk and ...
When the time comes, as it will, that I go to sea no longer — Though maybe, please the ...
What is it makes a man follow the sea?Ask me another! says Billy Magee:"Maybe it's liquor and maybe it's love ...
By Murphy's Hotel as I loitered alongI heard an old shellback a-singing his song,A crazy old chorus, a song of ...
Fare you well, you Sydney girls, time for us to go!The Peter's at the fore truck, and five thousand bales ...
Ho, let her rip — with her royal clew a-quiver,And the long miles reeling out behind —For the Trade's got ...
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