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THE OLD SALTS AND THE SEA

Contributed by Varro on Tuesday, 25th February 2003 @ 05:20:00 AM in AEST
Topic: AmericanTragedy

There sailed a brig, a thousand tons.
Yo! Heave a-merrily, O !
She plied a-many-a merchant run.
Yo! Heave a-merrily, O !
Her pennons set, the sea was fair.
She swept on out with ebbing tide,
The headsail turned to islands' lair.
Yo! Heave a-merrily, O !
All aboard were seasoned salts.
Yo! Heave a-merrily O !
The Capt'n too all could exalt!
Yo! Heave a-merrily O !
The brig was stanch as stanch could be.
But sea waves swirled as storm did rise,
A pounding was felt from a raging sea.
Yo! Ho a-terribly, Oh!
The Capt'n fought with swelling pride.
Yo! Heave a-merrily, O !
The fearless crew was at his side.
Yo! Heave a-merrily, O !
But timbers groaned to crack and creep,
As sweeping winds howled and laughed,
And brought them down to their endless sleep.
Yo! Ho a-terribly, Oh!
So bid them now a long farewell.
Yo! Heave a-merrily O !
The day they watched the waters swell.
Yo! Ho a- terribly, Oh!
Their spirits seaward swept the deep.
The white sea waves above them flew,
The widows and lovers long would weep,
A song we sing to this glorious crew.
Yo! heave a-merrily, O !

Copyright © Varro ... [ 2003-02-25 05:20:00]
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Re: THE OLD SALTS AND THE SEA (User Rating: 1 )
by Tanna on Tuesday, 25th February 2003 @ 09:30:35 AM AEST
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I really liked this one, it has such flow & rhythm!

Re: THE OLD SALTS AND THE SEA (User Rating: 1 )
by Lone_er on Tuesday, 25th February 2003 @ 10:32:55 AM AEST
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I was a sailor and was in a hurricane at sea once. Something I'll never forget. This poem reminded me of that time. A nice tribute to those who sail and have sailed the briny deep.--Well done my friend---Russ

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