Ochil Idylls and Other Poems by Hugh Haliburton [i.e. J. L. Robertson] |
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VI.—Sea-sick on a Holiday.
Brave must he be that with the storm would toy
In midmost ocean in a nutshell bark;
Brave must he be! And with th' increasing dark
His bravery must increase. A calmer joy
Sits on the sea, as past the rocking buoy
Glides the sea-loving landsman in some Ark
Away on a smooth keel from all the cark
And all the cares that life on land annoy.
In midmost ocean in a nutshell bark;
Brave must he be! And with th' increasing dark
His bravery must increase. A calmer joy
Sits on the sea, as past the rocking buoy
Glides the sea-loving landsman in some Ark
Away on a smooth keel from all the cark
And all the cares that life on land annoy.
But ocean's joys, the gentlest yet that be,
Are not without their tax; and he, poor squirrel!
That from his cage has hasten'd to be free—
Sick, and bewilder'd, with his wits awhirl,
Now groans to windward, and now pukes to lee,
And for his wheel longs like a home-sick girl!
Are not without their tax; and he, poor squirrel!
That from his cage has hasten'd to be free—
Sick, and bewilder'd, with his wits awhirl,
Now groans to windward, and now pukes to lee,
And for his wheel longs like a home-sick girl!
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