Cicely Fox Smith Poems

Twice twenty thousand tons of steel obey his sole command:
He rules, a king whose lightest word is law from land to land:
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Wind from the eastward whose breath goes seaward surely
Over the cold grey rollers that hold me apart,
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Slushy's a Dutchman, he's a crackerjack at music,
He can play the ocarina,
And the German concertina,
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The
Jane Price
of Swansea
Thirty days out,
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I always rather bar
A Bazaar.
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I always rather bar -
A bazaar.
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'I've 'ad,' said Dan, 'a sight o' curios,
But where they've gone, Lord knows!
The junk I've packed around, alive an' dead,
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Dan -
Beats the band as a shantyman.

On the tip-top concert platform Dan'd never be the rage.
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Here's the dream I had, boys, an' I tell you true,
I saw the old Fulmar plain as I see you -
I saw the old Fulmar as she used to be
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Dan, he's dead, as I used to know
In the ol'
Thermopylae
years ago;
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