 | Rudyard Kipling's Verse |  |
“TIN FISH”
1914–18
The ships destroy us above
And ensnare us beneath.
We arise, we lie down, and we move
In the belly of Death.
And ensnare us beneath.
We arise, we lie down, and we move
In the belly of Death.
The ships have a thousand eyes
To mark where we come . . .
But the mirth of a seaport dies
When our blow gets home.
To mark where we come . . .
But the mirth of a seaport dies
When our blow gets home.
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