Never had inland garden seemed So still, so drugged with dew; Never had green trees sung so swee… Beneath the empty blue. “As when he came, so gay, so sad,

YE who reckon with England– Ye who sweep the seas Of the flag that Rodney nailed al… And Nelson flung to the breeze– Count well your ships and your men…

The Sea, my mistress, called to m… When the streets of the town were… And life was weary of waiting and… I rose and went to her arms before… Queen Sea, how fare your lovers?-…

Give us a wrack or two, Good Lard… For winter in Tops’il Tickle bes… Wid grey frost creepin’ like morta… And perishin’ lack of bread in the… A grand, rich wrack, us do humbly…

Off Vincent, eighty fathoms deep, With roofs of coral and pale shell… Wherein sleep the weary sailors, w… The Weavers of the deepest spell. Fair sisters, you have lured him f…

Out from the rottin’ barnacles and… Out from the rusty ringbolts adown… Out from the roadstead green and t… Let me go! - it’s all I ask of Yo… Out and away, out and through

Some day I’ll come to that still… And bid the old man smooth my bed. No hurry of departure then, No waking when the dawn is red. The same kind trees will sing to m…

Never again shall we beat out to s… In rain and mist and sleet like bi… And watch the harbour beacons fade… And people all the sea-room with o… Our toil is done. No more, no mo…

Skipper’s watch and mate’s watch: Day and night and day We’ve reefed and squared and steer… All up from Carlisle Bay, With humming trades above us

‘STRIKE me blind!’ we swore. God, and I was stricken! I have seen the morning fade And noonday thicken. Be merciful, O God, that I have…

SOMEWHERE he failed me, somewh… Youth, in his ignorant faith and h… The tides go out; the tides come f… Still the old years die and the ne… But youth?–

THUMPS the big drum, “Come!” And thin and bitter-sweet the fife… “Come up and serve your country in… ”Come up and serve your King, in…

Drag the yards ‘round, lads, with… Lug the beggars ‘round. Mark the heads’ill pull, lads! S… We’re runnin’ for the little port… Tail along the brace, lads. Yo-h…

Pipe, bird, in the tamarind tree. Pipe, wind, on the azure sea. Here is the season of Peace on Ea… Pipe merrily. Roar, surf, on the outer reef.

Beyond the surf and the reef, Beyond the gloom and the gleam, Beyond the purple veils Where lost sailors dream, The Wind of the Night awakes