SONG OF THE CLIPPERS.

Star (Christchurch), Issue 16267, 6 November 1920, Page 4

SONG OF THE CLIPPERS.

I’d like to seo the old ships, Tho ships I Used to know, The Daylight and tho Drumelfcaa, Bravo barques of long ago. Where shines the Shenandoah now With her tow’ring skysail yards, ’ Her peerless speed and records Oft sung by the Down East bards ? Tho Balls of Hallidalo was lost—0, pretty ’prontice boys sho had v The Manga Beva carried down Full many a likely lad. How that Bnuami bark ’could sail— A Salem witch wag she; Old Joscelyn wns her skipper— From Duxburgh Town hailed he. Alcides and tho Atlas, Colonial Eempire, too, The Cumberland and Barfield, All sailed tho ocean blue. The giant Prenssen met her fate In the British Channel fog; But tho jolly skipper saved himself Along with the patent log. The Prussia was a smart ship. And heat tho Morning Star;’ D etoai took her pilot out To Valnarai*© Bar. Wbereaway’s the swift G’lendoon, With her record to T"hl» Bay' The Tilly Sfarhuck, fair Eclinse, ’ Great clippers in their day? Perhaps the old shins sail again Or so old sapors tell, And anchor safe in tV Port o’ Dreams And the lookouts cal' "AiTo well.'’ ’ —Seabiiry Lawrence.