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 ...
I had tramped along through dockland till the day was all but spent,But for all the ships I there did ...
In the days when every seaport had its figureheads to show —Queens, princesses, sea-nymphs, witches, girls of all sorts, row ...
It was the steamship Dinkinbar,From the Gulf of MexicoFor Liverpool in time of warWith a thousand mules below,And a bunch ...
I had ridden far from the battle, from the red wrack, and the lastLost hope that had clung to hope ...
When I was a lad and went to seaIn Seventy-seven or six maybe,There was ten tall ships on MerseysideDid sail ...
As I was walking beside the docks I met a pal o' mineI sailed with once on the Colonies' run ...
We sighted her one day early; the forenoon watch was begun,There was mist like wool on the water, and a ...
If ghosts should walk in Deptford, as very well they may,A man might find the night there more stirring than ...
Stormy's dead, I heard them say, "he's dead and gone to rest";Of all the skippers I have known old Stormy ...
It was in the high midsummer, and the sun was shining strong,And the lane was rather flinty, and the lane ...
As I looked over the water — as I looked over the foam,I saw an old-time packet-ship come cheerily plunging ...
Of all the names of ford and town,Hamlet and bridge and furzy down.That makes sweet music to the earBy troutful ...
If one could be mine for the askingOf all the ships there be,The great and small and swift and tallThat ...
As by the pool I wandered that lies so clear and stillWith tall old trees about it, hard by the ...
She hauled through the dock-gates when morning was youngAnd chill on the water the river mist hung,And the chaps on ...
I've put the old mare's tail in plaits &mdash now ain't she lookin' gay,With ribbons in 'er mane likewise, you'd ...
If you 'ave lost your 'aversack, your kit-bag or your pipe,Your 'ousewife, soap or oily rag with which you clean ...
Never a swallow wets his wingIn Lavender Pond from Spring to Spring;Never a lily, pure and chill,Holds her cup for ...
Wind from the eastward whose breath goes seaward surely Over the cold grey rollers that hold me apart,Would I ...
Half across the world to westward there's a harbour that I know,Where the ships that load with lumber and the ...
I have been looking at a hovelAt the back o' behind;It was like something out of a Welsh novelOf the ...
O shipmates all, as you lay sleeping(Blow, boys, blow!)Across the world the day came creeping(Blow, boys, bully boys, blow!)With a ...
All on the autumn woods the mist lay white and chill;And I heard the rising wind come piping down the ...
'When this 'ere war is done (says Dan) an' all the fighting's through,There's some will pal with Fritz again as ...
Have you heard the seagull calling, the seagull out at sea? And sorry is its voice, though its wings ...
Along the wharves in sailor town a singing whisper goesOf the wind among the anchored ships, the wind that blowsOff ...
Her decks are drowned in sea-wrack, her guns are sunk in sand,Where she lies in the still water, hard by ...
My lad is on the water and far away from me,And I pray God be good to him wherever he ...
There are lights a-flashing in the harbour from the ships at anchor where they ride,And a dry wind going through ...
Sink her in deep waterWhere her proud sisters lie,Wrecked in storm or sunk in fightIn the times gone by;Far from ...
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