The Conqueror Worm |
Lo! 'tis a gala night Within the lonesome latter years! An angel throng, bewinged, bedight &n...
Posted by The Captain on Sun, 27 Aug 2006 11:44:00 PST |
The Flying Dutchman |
Twas on a dark and cheerless nightTo the southard of the Cape,And from a strong norwesterWe had just made our escape.Like an infant in its cradle,All hands were fast asleep,And peacefully we sailed ...
Posted by The Captain on Sun, 27 Aug 2006 11:39:00 PST |
O Captain! My Captain! |
O CAPTAIN! MY CAPTAIN!
by: Walt Whitman (1819-1892)
Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather'd every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I he...
Posted by The Captain on Wed, 23 Aug 2006 07:38:00 PST |
A Salty Dog |
A Salty Dog by Procol Harum
'All hands on deck, we've run afloat!' I heard the captain cry
'Explore the ship, replace the cook: let no one leave alive!'
Across the straits, around the Horn: h...
Posted by The Captain on Wed, 29 Mar 2006 12:19:00 PST |
The Slave Ships |
THE SLAVE-SHIPS
by: John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892)
"ALL ready?" cried the captain;
"Ay, ay!" the seamen said;
"Heave up the worthless lubbers,--
The dying and the dead."
Up from the slave-...
Posted by The Captain on Wed, 29 Mar 2006 12:13:00 PST |
