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Alfred Noyes - Cap`n Storm-Along
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They are buffeting out in the bitter grey weather,
—Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down!—
Sea-lark singing to Golden Feather,
And burly blue waters all swelling aroun`.
There`s Thunderstone butting ahead as they wallow,
With death in the mesh of their deep-sea trawl;
There`s Night-hawk swooping by wild Sea-swallow,
And old Cap`n Storm-along leading `em all.

Bashing the seas to a welter of white,
Look at the fleet that he leads to the fight.
O, they`re dancing like witches to open the ball;
And old Cap`n Storm-along`s lord of `em all.

Now, where have you seen such a bully old sailor?
His eyes are as blue as the scarf at his throat;
And he rolls on the bridge of his broad-beamed whaler,
In yellow sou`-wester and oilskin coat.
In trawler and drifter, in dinghy and dory,
Wherever he signals, they leap to his call;
They batter the seas to a lather of glory,
With old Cap`n Storm-along leading `em all.

You`ll find he`s from Devon, the sailor I mean;
Look at his whaler now, shipping it green.
O, Fritz and his "U"-boat must crab it and crawl
When old Cap`n Storm-along sails to the ball.

Ay, there is the skipper that knows how to scare `em
—Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down!&mdash:
Look at the sea-wives he keeps in his harem,
Wicked young merry-maids, buxom and brown :
There`s Rosalind, the sea-witch, and Gipsy so lissom,
All dancing like ducks in the teeth of the squall,
With a bright eye for Huns, and a Hotchkiss to kiss `em;
For old Cap`n Storm-along`s lord of `em all.

Look at him, battering darkness to light!
Look at the fleet that he leads to the fight!
O, hearts that are mighty, in ships that are small,
Your old Cap`n Storm-along`s king of us all.
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