Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE RETURN OF THE ADMIRAL, by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER Poet's Biography First Line: How gallantly, how merrily Last Line: That had follow'd in our lee! Alternate Author Name(s): Cornwall, Barry; Proctor, Bryan Waller Subject(s): Admirals | ||||||||
How gallantly, how merrily, We ride along the sea! The morning is all sunshine, The wind is blowing free: The billows are all sparkling, And bounding in the light, Like creatures in whose sunny veins The blood is running bright. All nature knows our triumph: Strange birds about us sweep; Strange things come up to look at us, The masters of the deep: In our wake, like any servant, Follows even the bold shark -- Oh, proud must be our admiral Of such a bonny bark! Proud, proud, must be our admiral, (Though he is pale to-day,) Of twice five hundred iron men, Who all his nod obey; Who've fought for him, and conquer'd -- Who've won, with sweat and gore, Nobility! which he shall have Whene'er he touch the shore. Oh! would I were our admiral, To order, with a word -- To lose a dozen drops of blood, And straight rise up a lord! I'd shout e'en to yon shark, there, Who follows in our lee, "Some day I'll make thee carry me, Like lightning through the sea." -- The admiral grew paler, And paler as we flew: Still talk'd he to his officers, And smiled upon his crew; And he look'd up at the heavens, And he look'd down on the sea, And at last he spied the creature, That kept following in our lee. He shook -- 't was but an instant -- For speedily the pride Ran crimson to his heart, Till all chances he defied: It threw boldness on his forehead; Gave firmness to his breath; And he stood like some grim warrior New risen up from death. That night, a horrid whisper Fell on us where we lay; And we knew our old fine admiral Was changing into clay; And we heard the wash of waters, Though nothing could we see, And a whistle and a plunge Among the billows in our lee! Till dawn we watch'd the body In its dead and ghastly sleep, And next evening at sunset, It was slung into the deep! And never, from that moment -- Save one shudder through the sea, Saw we (or heard) the shark That had follow'd in our lee! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON THE VICTORY OBTAINED BY ADMIRAL BLAKE by ANDREW MARVELL ON ROBERT BLAKE; ENGRAVED ON THE BRASS IN ST, MARGARET'S, WESTMINSTER by LEWIS MORRIS (1833-1907) THE DEATH OF ADMIRAL BLAKE: AUGUST 7TH, 1657 by HENRY JOHN NEWBOLT THE NIGHT OF THE LION by ALFRED NOYES ARMS AND THE MAN by ARTHUR PETERSON ADMIRAL DUGOUT by CICELY FOX SMITH TO A MIDSHIPMAN by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON A PETITION TO TIME by BRYAN WALLER PROCTER |
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