Classic and Contemporary Poetry
MY BLESSING ON WATERFORD, by WINIFRED MARY LETTS Poet's Biography First Line: My blessing be on waterford, the town of ships Last Line: He'll take my two hands in his own and stoop to kiss my mouth. Subject(s): Waterford, Ireland | ||||||||
My blessing be on Waterford, the town of ships, For it's what I love to be streeling on the quay, Watching while the boats go out, watching them come in, And thinking of the one I know that's sailing far away. It's well to be in Waterford, to see the ships, The great big masts of them against the evening sky, Seagulls flying round, and the men unloading them, With quare strange talk among themselves the time you're passing by. I love to be in Waterford, to see the ships come in, Bringing in their cargoes from west, and east, and south. Some day one I love will stand here upon the quay; He'll take my two hands in his own and stoop to kiss my mouth. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...BLESSINGS by WINIFRED MARY LETTS CHAPLAIN TO THE FORCES by WINIFRED MARY LETTS GLORNY'S WEIR by WINIFRED MARY LETTS GRANDEUR by WINIFRED MARY LETTS THE CALL TO ARMS IN OUR STREET by WINIFRED MARY LETTS THE CONNAUGHT RANGERS by WINIFRED MARY LETTS TO A SOLDIER IN HOSPITAL by WINIFRED MARY LETTS THE YEAR'S AWAKENING by THOMAS HARDY HYMN: 32. THE NATIVITY OF OUR LORD AND SAVIOUR JESUS CHRIST by CHRISTOPHER SMART |
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