Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BALLADE OF OLD NAVIES, by RAY CLARKE ROSE First Line: Gone are the old-time wooden fleets Last Line: No more we battle man to man. Subject(s): Navy - United States; Past; War; American Navy | ||||||||
Gone are the old-time wooden fleets, And gone beyond our last appeal The tars of old, whose daring feats Were hampered by no hulls of steel. Then war was war on timber keel, And when a naval fight began Ships clinched and men fought heel to heel No more we battle man to man. Ah, those were days of rare conceits Of bravery and reckless zeal, When frigates flared their mammoth sheets Like wings above the woe and weal Of strife, and smoke-grimed men could feel The jar of meeting hulls, and ran With cutlasses defeat to deal No more we battle man to man. O'er miles of sea the warship greets Its foe to-day with shots that reel From armoured decks, and science meets With might, to turn grim fortune's wheel Through distances that half reveal Death's fierce, aerial caravan And ruin's blackened, sprawling seal No more we battle man to man. ENVOY. O shade of Jones! could you conceal Your grief at such a battle plan, Wherein to science heroes kneel? No more we battle man to man. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...READING MY POEMS FROM WORLD WAR II by WILLIAM MEREDITH WHEN THE GREAT GRAY SHIPS COME IN [AUGUST 20, 1898] by GUY WETMORE CARRYL TOM BOWLING ['S EPITAPH] by CHARLES DIBDIN HOW WE BURNED THE 'PHILADELPHIA' by BARRETT EASTMAN BARNEY'S INVITATION by PHILIP FRENEAU ON THE MEMORABLE VICTORY OF PAUL JONES by PHILIP FRENEAU THE YANKEE PRIVATEER by ARTHUR HALE OLD IRONSIDES by OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES THE BATTLE OF THE KEGS by FRANCIS HOPKINSON A BACHELOR'S VALENTINE by RAY CLARKE ROSE |
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