Jean Ingelow

(17 March 1820 - 20 July 1897 / Boston, Lincolnshire)

Sea Song - Poem by Jean Ingelow

Old Albion sat on a crag of late.
And sang out-'Ahoy! ahoy!
Long, life to the captain, good luck to the mate.
And this to my sailor boy!
Come over, come home,
Through the salt sea foam,
My sailor, my sailor boy.

'Here's a crown to be given away, I ween,
A crown for my sailor's head,
And all for the worth of a widowed queen,
And the love of the noble dead;
And the fear and fame
Of the island's name
Where my boy was born and bred.

'Content thee, content thee, let it alone,
Thou marked for a choice so rare;
Though treaties be treaties, never a throne
Was proffered for cause as fair.
Yet come to me home,
Through the salt sea foam,
For the Greek must ask elsewhere.

''Tis a pity, my sailor, but who can tell?
Many lands they look to me;
One of these might be wanting a Prince as well,
But that's as hereafter may be.'
She raised her white head
And laughed; and she said
'That's as hereafter may be.'


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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 14, 2012



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