 | Poems by Jean Ingelow |  |
‘Ay, Sir; and when he was a younger man
He went out in the lifeboat very oft,
Before the “Grace of Sunderland” was wrecked.
He's never been his own man since that hour;
For there were thirty men aboard of her,
Anigh as close as you are now to me,
And ne'er a one was saved.
He went out in the lifeboat very oft,
Before the “Grace of Sunderland” was wrecked.
He's never been his own man since that hour;
For there were thirty men aboard of her,
Anigh as close as you are now to me,
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| Poems by Jean Ingelow | |