ALL coiled down, an' it's time for us to go; Every sail's furled in a neat harbour stow; Another ship for me, an' for her another crew -- An' so long, sailorman . . . good luck to you! Fun an' friends I wish you till the pay's all gone -- Pleasure when you spend it an' content when it's done -- An' a chest that's not empty when you go back to sea, An' a better ship than she's been -- an' a truer pal than me. A good berth I wish you, in a ship that's well found, With a decent crowd forrard, an' her gear all sound, Spars a man can trust to when it's comin' on to blow, An' no bosun bawlin' when it's your watch below. A good Trade I wish you, an' a fair landfall, Neither fog, nor iceberg, nor long clam, nor squall, A pleasant port to come to when the work's all through -- An' so long, sailorman . . . good luck to you. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...LOVE IN TWILIGHT by STEPHEN VINCENT BENET AUGUST FIRST by HAYDEN CARRUTH IF IT WERE NOT FOR YOU by HAYDEN CARRUTH HER EYES TWIN POOLS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON AT NIGHT; SONNET by AMY LOWELL |