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Early Morn
05:20
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Listen to the shipyard horn,
Floating on the wind
Heralding the early morn,
Leaving night behind.
Shades of night are slowly rising,
Gone the shadows drear
Hear the wayfarers surmising,
“Sunshine bright and clear!”
Listen to the tramp of feet,
Echoing their way
Up and down the cobbled street,
This and every day.
See the chimneys gaunt and solemn,
Dreary to the eye
Weaving clouds in spiral columns,
Flecking grey the sky.
Joyfully the lark is singing with the break of day.
In your ear the traffic ringing,
horse, and tram and dray.
In the city sound and motion hurried endless stir.
Round the wars the toilers portion,
vertebrates the air.
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Night Shadows
03:04
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At night when the twinkling stars come out
And the moon casts it’s silvery sheen;
When the whispering fairies of night are about
And the lamps of the city agleam;
I stare through a windowpane moistened with mist
On a dull, drab street, brown and grey;
On the white gleaming cobbles the sunbeams have kissed
Through a lonesome and toil weary day.
Night shadows creep slowly from pavement to wall
Fantastic shapes form to your mind.
They fade in a wraith to the weird night calls,
And leave sad illusions behind.
How dreary the stillness, the feeling of awe
Like the cold grip of death on your heart.
Seems to hold you in embrace and spirit away
The soul from your body apart.
O night! When the deeds of the day are compiled
When each action and word are reviewed;
When foes and wrecked hopes are cursed and reviled
And friendships and fresh hopes renewed.
O night! With thy cauldron of tears unshed
O night! With thy hpes souring high
The grief stricken whimpering voices unheard
The canaille of joy passing by
The canaille of joy passing by.
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Shipyard Fairy
02:48
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O’say, little stranger,
and who may you be?
Are you from the river
or in from the sea?
I have seen you most often,
so solemn and grave,
Come creeping up here
on the crest of a wave.
In your bonnet of white
and your cloak of pea green,
and the diamonds that fall from
your garments just stream, at our feet in a cluster
then vanish at sight.
Like the lamps on the gantry
that peep out at night.
Come here, little stranger,
there’s nothing to fear,
from the men on the ships,
for they hold you most dear;
You comfort and feed them,
their children and wives,
and you hold in your lap
all their fortune and lives.
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Walk ye by the riverside,
the little ribbon road,
will lead you where the fairies hide,
within their sweet abode.
Where round about and in and out,
their fairy forms bestrode.
O walk ye by the rivers side,
the little ribbon road.
Walk ye on the rivers bank,
the moon is full and bright,
the grass with evening dew is dank,
like jewels of the night.
And to the eye a starry sky,
beam radiants of delight.
O walk ye on the rivers bank,
the moon is full and bright.
O lie ye on a mossy bed,
beside a murmuring stream,
a grassy pillow for thy head,
and life a passing dream;
Thy thoughts will speed,
thy heart will feed on some celestial scene.
O lie ye on a mossy bed
beside the murmuring stream.
O gaze ye not beneath its calm,
the green leaves floating by
have flown to its protecting arms,
for winter blasts are nigh.
Though calm it be it mates the sea,
and in the sea they die.
O gaze ye not beneath its calm,
the green leaves floating by.
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Song of the Wareroom
03:36
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A dull red bricked building,
with tier upon tier
Of square, gloomy windows
a chimney-stack near
Stands stark on the sky-line yet,
strange though it seems,
’Tis here, ‘mid the shadows,
the wareroom girl she dreams.
Her head ever bending,
her eyes ever keen,
Her hands, swift and deftly,
arranging each seam,
As upward and downward,
the bright needle flies
Ah, well may we pity,
the wareroom girl’s sighs.
The low hum of belting,
the whirring of wheels
in rhythm unending
with ghostly tread steals
By rafter and ceiling,
as if borne on wings
’Tis here, ‘mid these noises,
the wareroom girl sings.
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On the Gantry
03:50
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There’s a wind comes up the channel, blowing westward from the sea
Though it’s cold and wet and salted, it will warm the blood in me
And my eyes shall smart and glisten, and my cheeks be flaming red
As I climb the mighty Gantry, looming high above my head.
Up and up my heart full quaking
Muscles taught and eyes aglow
Up to where the seagulls nestle
And the cloud mists come and go, come and go.
Deeper silence now surrounds me
Mystic thoughts are given birth
Awful wonders grip and hold me
In this space twixt sky and earth, sky and earth.
Now I stand upon it’s summit, vaguely conscious that my eyes
Drink the beauty of the country, roam the magnitude of skies.
Faint and muffled comes the rumble of a world which knows no rest,
While the clouds around you tumble, playful, frolicsome in jest.
I have dwelt in silent places
Roamed the moorland climbed the hills
Never have I felt so lovely
Never woke such pleasant thrills
Here you feel so small and dwarf like
Here where love of life is keen
Wondrous wraiths will pass before you
Here you sense the Great Unseen.
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