The Quest Of The Queen (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
All on a windy morn in lusty March,Rode Godwin hawking thro' his father's woodsAnd singing as he rode: stalwart was ...
Cicely Fox Smith Poems on Night (84 Poems)
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 ...
The Rhyme Of The Four Strong Men (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
In lands that are now forgotten, In the old wild days of yore,The Four Strong Men made compact That they ...
The Three Ships (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
I had tramped along through dockland till the day was all but spent,But for all the ships I there did ...
News In Daly’s Bar (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
In Daly's Bar, when night is come, and the lighted gas-lamps glow,All red and gold the drinks do shine, and ...
The Rhyme Of The (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
In Salthouse Dock as I did pass one day not long ago,I chanced to meet a sailorman that once I ...
The Old Fiddle (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
By Chinese Charley's junk-store, by the Panama Saloon,Where 'longshore loafers lean and spit, at morning, night, and noon, —All among ...
Pretty Meadow (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
In the field the farm-folk call, One and ...
The Waters Of Oblivion (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
I had ridden far from the battle, from the red wrack, and the lastLost hope that had clung to hope ...
Rhyme Of The (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
A ship there sailed in the nitrate trade,And she went by the name of the Captive Maid . . .Built ...
The Wayfarers (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Now farewell, you kindly folk, For our rest is ended:Out into the wind and rainGo the roving men again, ...
The Grey Wolf (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
The grey wolf stood in the ruin hoar, The wolf that hunts alone:His shadow lay along the floor, ...
After Preston Fight (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Twelve o' the clock! the nightmare hours Crawl through my brain like years;All the hot sleepless night I hear ...
Ships That Pass (An Episode Of The Cruiser Patrol) (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
We sighted her one day early; the forenoon watch was begun,There was mist like wool on the water, and a ...
Ghosts In Deptford (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
If ghosts should walk in Deptford, as very well they may,A man might find the night there more stirring than ...
A Yarn Of Dan’s (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Now 'ere's a yarn as is true, said Dan, "An' you can't say that o' most:I was in the packet ...
Coastwise (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
The ships that trade foreign, to London they bearTheir cargoes unnumbered both common and rare,Their bales and their gunny-sacks, tea-chests ...
Songs Of The City (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Hushed is the midnight rush and roar, At rest the pulse that all day long Throbbed onward like the endless ...
Old Stormy (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Stormy's dead, I heard them say, "he's dead and gone to rest";Of all the skippers I have known old Stormy ...
Odyssey (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
It's all very well these 'ere blessed flim-flammers — These 'ere bloomin' OMERS an' suchlikeWritin' books about the ol' ...
Poor Old Ship (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
She wasn't much to brag about, she wasn't much to see,A rusty, crusty hooker as a merchant ship could be;They ...
Sailor, Sailor – (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
"Sailor, Sailor, why did you go — Why did you go for a sailor?Why didn't ...
Bill’s Christmases (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
Christmas, said Bill, "on Christmas cards, it's winders all aglow,An' lots o' stuff to eat an' drink an' a good ...
The Fighting Merchantmen (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
As I looked over the water — as I looked over the foam,I saw an old-time packet-ship come cheerily plunging ...
The “Bride” Of Leith (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
The "Bride" o' Leith swings out to sea, Breasting the snow-white foam,And the pier is thronged with waving hands, ...
The Fairy Shepherd (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
When stars come gleaming one by one, And fold and farm are still,O I go out to keep the ...
Romance And Reality (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
A boy there was and he went to sea With a head as full as a head could be Of ...
Half-Past Eleven Square (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
There's a town I know in Flanders, an' there ain't much else to say,But it's pretty much like most towns ...
Lumber (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
If I'd got to choose aloneOne of all the freights I've known —All my cargoes live and dead,Bacon pigs and ...
Christmas Night (Cicely Fox Smith Poems)
IWe shipped a sea on Christmas night — On Christmas night, on Christmas night! — From ...