THE SEA

Southland Times, Issue 23332, 16 October 1937, Page 3 (Supplement)

THE SEA

—PRIZE—

A noisy trampling .on the shore Of rolling waves whose ceaseless roar Comes, drowsy, to the town all day— Arrests me as I watch them play.

But somewhere I once found a place Where tiny ripples ran a race, And as they pattered on the sand, They shyly kissed my waiting hand.

Oh sea! how strange it is to see Thee, here so wild, there, calm and free. In any mood I love thee well, In soothing peace or angry swell. —Prize of 1/- to Cousin Ruth Dowden (14), 11 Scandrett street.

—PRIZE-

I like to be down by the sea, On a sunny, summer day. And watch the waves rise up and down, And the seagulls, too, at play.

I like to go chasing the crabs, And climbing over the rocks. It’s fun to dodge the tiny waves So we will not wet our socks. —Prize of 1/- to Cousin Melva Lake (G), Section 8, InvercargillGlencoe R.D.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED—

When I was down upon the sand, I sat and watched the sea, The great blue sea, the great deep

sea, A sea which calm can be.

A gale came up, the waves grew

large, The sea-gulls shrieked and moaned, Waves crashed upon the rocky

shores, And thundered loud, and foamed.

And still I watched; the gale went down, The clouds all rolled away, Hie sun sent down its golden rays, To shine upon the bay.

The sea was calm, it sparkled like a gem, bright, The sailors once more took their

oar, Their happy faces wore a smile. When rowing from the shore.

—3 marks to Cousin Marion Stobo (14), 20 Wellington street.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED—

The crashing sea, the crushing sea; The rolling and the rushing sea. The blinding rain, the pelting hail. The howling tempest of the gale—

The calm sea with rippling waves Dashing in and out the caves. The little rollers on the beach, Uniting with the seagulls’ screech. And where the tall cliffs lean, The bathers make a merry scene. —3 marks to Cousin June Rees (14), 272 Yarrow street.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— On sunny days it looks so calm, Rippling along the beach. But oh! it causes many a qualm, When up the high waves reach.

The little children paddle there. Upon a summer’s day And little waves lap round their feet, And no one says them nay. —2 marks to Cousin Betty Grace (12), 233 Spey street.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— I like to hear the ocean roll When standing on the shore. Of human life it takes its toll, But still I like to hear it roll. And listen to its roar.

I like around the shore to roam And see the breakers fall. I watch the bits of speckled foam Then think of sailors far from

home Who answered the navy’s call. —3 marks to Cousin Albert Moore (11), 57 St. Andrew street.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— Roaring, tossing, billowing sea How I wish I could with you play. Splashing diving in your waves. On this bright sunshiny day.

You look so peaceful sometimes With a ship upon your breast. But still you are always working And never have time for a rest. —2 marks to Cousin Pattie Smith (14), Section 8, Glencoe R.D.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— I sat by the sea and waited, I knew not whither nor why. I watched the swell of the ocean, The sunlit sweep of the sky. And something, I felt, was beating A ceaseless pulse in my breast, That called me over the breakers To follow the sea’s behest: That called me ever to follow To realms of joy untold, To the slender, tufted palm trees On a beach of sandy gold. My heart must close to the longing For duty binds me here But still my ears are hearing The call the sea-winds bear. And I know that joyous longing That is half a wondrous pain. In the far-off, golden future Shall not be a call in vain. —3 marks to Cousin Isobel McKenzie M.A.C., (16), Dipton.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— I love to be at the sea-side And watch the waves at night, As they wash the shores and then recede, To leave a line of white.

Then as I look far o’er the sea And gaze with a delight I think how lovely it would be To stay there all the night. —3 marks to Cousin Vera Lake A.C., (13), Section 8, Glencoe R.D.

—VERY HIGHLY COMMENDED— The sea is’lovely when it’s calm Upon a sunny day, The foam-topped waves give quite a

charm When on the beach they play.

But on a rough and stormy day It’s quite a different thing, Ships are in danger on their way And often sad news bring. —3 marks to Cousin Raynor Huffadirie (11), 439 Tweed street.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— Splash, splash, splash, The wind and the rain blow on the rock. Said the wind, “I don’t care if the ship is wrecked, For I’ll teach the sea to mock.” —2 marks to Cousin Ngaire Gardner (11), 82 Ritchie street.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— The sea is where the big boats sail And where they catch the great big whale.

The sea is where I like to swim And where you see the fishes swim.

You see the waves roll in and out And how we children love to

—2 marks to Cousin Margery Rumler (11), Seaward Downs.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— How I would love to live at the

sea, The lovely sea and the sky, And all I ask for is a sunny week, And days that pass slowly by.

Half the day-long I watch the waves Come rushing over the sea And after I have a little bathe. And then I go home to tea. —2 marks to Cousin Dorothy Lake (8), Tussock Creek, Section 8. Invercargill-Glencoe R.D.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED—

Have you been ever on a ship, And sailed the ocean too? For if you have, then you will know .Some wonders of the blue.

The angry waves seem mountain high, The breakers toss and heave; The gale arises strong and fast, The sailors, storms perceive.

The sea is calmer now, but still The waters hiss and leap; The billows that now roll and toss Were perils of the deep.

The sea’s mysterious, who knows What secrets it does hold? —How many bodies there now lie Of sailors brave and bold. —2 marks to Cousin Mary Maloney A.C., (12), Makarewa.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— I like to go down to the sea, It is such a lovely sight, When the wind blows at the foam, It makes it pretty and white.

The waves are very big, And are breaking on the shore. When they hit the rocks They make such a loud roar. When on the beach we play. —2 marks to Cousin Alan Lake (10), Tussock Creek.

—HIGHLY COMMENDED— I like to stay at the seaside, And have a swim every day. And 1 like to watch the boats come in

To the shore where the children play.

—2 marks to Cousin Joyce Horton (9), Tussock Creek, Section 8, Glencoe R.D,