Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE NORTH SEA GROUND, by CICELY FOX SMITH Poet's Biography First Line: Oh, grimsby is a pleasant town as any man may find Last Line: Oh, the dead lying quiet on the north sea ground! Subject(s): North Sea; World War I - Naval Actions | ||||||||
OH, Grimsby is a pleasant town as any man may find, An' Grimsby wives are thrifty wives, an' Grimsby girls are kind, An' Grimsby lads were never yet the lads to lag behind When there's men's work doin' on the North Sea ground. An' it's "Wake up, Johnnie!" for the high tide's flowin', An' off the misty waters a cold wind blowin'; Skipper's come aboard, an' it's time that we were goin', An' there's fine fish waitin' on the North Sea ground. Soles in the Silver Pitan' there we'll let 'em lie; Cod on the Doggeroh, we'll fetch 'em by-an'-by; War on the wateran' it's time to serve an' die, For there's wild work doin' on the North Sea ground. An' it's "Wake up, Johnnie!" they want you at the trawlin' (With your long sea-boots and your tarry old tarpaulin'); All across the bitter seas duty comes a-callin' In the Winter's weather off the North Sea ground. It's well we've learned to laugh at fearthe sea has taught us how; It's well we've shaken hands with deathwe'll not be strangers now, With death in every climbin' wave before the trawler's bow, An' the black spawn swimmin' on the North Sea ground. Good luck to all our fightin' ships that rule the English sea; Good luck to our brave merchantmen wherever they may be; The sea it is their highway, an' we've got to sweep it free For the ships passin' over on the North Sea ground. An' it's "Wake up, Johnnie!" for the sea wind's crying; "Time an' time to go where the herrin' gulls are flyin';" An' down below the stormy seas the dead men lyin', Oh, the dead lying quiet on the North Sea ground! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE AUXILIARY CRUISER by NOEL MARCUS FRANCIS CORBETT THE SONG OF THE GUNS AT SEA by HENRY JOHN NEWBOLT THE MERCHANTMEN by MORLEY ROBERTS IT IS MY DUTY (1) by F. JOHN HERBERT THIS WILL FLOAT by F. JOHN HERBERT A CHANNEL RHYME by CICELY FOX SMITH A SAINT OF CORNWALL by CICELY FOX SMITH A SHIP IN A BOTTLE by CICELY FOX SMITH A YARN OF DAYS by CICELY FOX SMITH |
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