Philosophy (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Last night in the Baltic Tavern tapI met, Mike said, "a longshore chapAnd said, 'Don't sailorin' look queerWith all them ...
Cicely Fox Smith Poems on Man (136 Poems)
Out And Away (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Follow, follow, you who sicken where the throngs pulsate and thicken, Leave your doubting and your dreaming and your ...
God’s Gift (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Out of the sword's swift lightning, And the cannon's withering breath,And the legions stern and eager, And the ...
The Song Of The Sword (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
This is the Song of the Sword, A proud and a ringing song,The song of the tempered blade ...
Ship Models VII “Geordie Collier Brig” (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Here's the likeness of the Betsy: sometime in the eighteen thirtiesThey built her in Newcastle where the coaly dust and ...
The Grey Comrades (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Out of the dust of cities and the din of men I come to the clean spaces of the ...
The Burial Of General Craufurd At Ciudad Rodrigo (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
They laid him down, — the soldier slain in war, —Fresh from the midnight flame, the midnight roar,To sleep his ...
Stew (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
If you 'ave lost your 'aversack, your kit-bag or your pipe,Your 'ousewife, soap or oily rag with which you clean ...
Great Zimbabwe (Southern Rhodesia) (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Who were the builders of Great Zimbabwe?No man knows . . .Who were thoseThat quarried, chiseled, hewed,Laid stone on stone,Till ...
Whom The Gods Love (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Oh, sweet is life in living, And earth is fair and sweet,When limbs are strong and supple, And ...
The Die-Hards: Albuera (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Close-locked in fight, — beat by battle's raging passion, A stern wall of steel on a hillside drenched with ...
The Call (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
There's an office back in London, and the dusty sunlight falls With its swarms of dancing motes across the floor, ...
Streets (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Many streets have the citiesNear and far,Underneath the tropic sunAnd Northern star . . .Wide streets and narrow streets,Grim streets ...
The Maids Of The Northern Lights (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
In the hidden lands of utter cold, in the ice-realms weird and white,Where straight o'erhead the Pole-star hangs, in the ...
Mariners Born (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Often I think of my man that's dead, When I look o'er the salt sea-foam;It was forty years since ...
The Optimist (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Ships — they're all right, said Murphy, "for all you hear folks tell.There some shoves their bows under in a ...
Speed The Plough: A Country Song (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
As I was a-walking on Chilbolton Down,I saw an old farmer there driving to town,A-jogging to market behind his old ...
Omdurman (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
September 9, 1898Glory for these glad tidings, far and near, That come to-day across the plunging main;Shattered the Dervish ...
Cape Stiff (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Cruel is the sea, and the hardest thing of allIs her taking and her leaving, and the way it seems ...
Jack Ashore – Ladysmith (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Ten thousand British, twenty thousand foe;Boers on a hilltop, shelling all they know:Navy men with navy guns, quick and cool ...
The Eve Of Battle (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
We're a score of men together To drink to the days of yore,To the little joys and sorrows ...
Pacific Coast (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Half across the world to westward there's a harbour that I know,Where the ships that load with lumber and the ...
The Day Of Little Ships (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Long after the shadow of war is fled And the last battle is foughtMen will remember the Little ...
All Sorts (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
It takes all sorts to make a world, an' the same to make a crew;It takes the good an' middlin' ...
Faugh-A-Ballagh (Clear the Way!) (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
O far o'er the ocean and far from old Ireland Stubborn the work that is doing today:All for the ...
They Built Ships (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Nigh the mouldering staitheWhere the lads came to bathe,And the tidal river as it passesLicks with salty lipsThe wiry grassesWhere ...
Farewell To Anzac (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Oh, hump your swag and leave, lads, the ships are in the bay —We've got our marching orders now, it's ...
A Lancashire Sunset (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
It is the close of day:Over the hill and townThe sun goes down:Clearly from hillside fields with evening grayI hear ...
Follow The Sea (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
What is it makes a man follow the sea?Ask me another! says Billy Magee:"Maybe it's liquor and maybe it's love ...
Pro Patria (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Rise up, strong men of England; On outward journeys wend,To fight the fight of heroes, And chance what Fate may ...