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 UNIVERSITY OF CALIFORNIA 
 GENERAL LIBRARY, BERKELEY 
 
THE SAILOR BOY. 
 
 ALFRED TENNYSON, D.C.L. 
 
 Poet Laureate. 
 
 LONDON : 
 
 EMILY FAITHFULL & CO., VICTORIA PRESS. 
 
 1861. 
 
 25 Copies for the Author's Use. 
 
THE SAILOR BOY. 
 
THE SAILOR BOY. 
 
 ALFRED TENNYSON, D.C.L. 
 
 Poet Laureate. 
 
 LONDON : 
 
 EMILY FAITHFULL & CO., VICTORIA PRESS. 
 
 1861. 
 
THE SAILOR BOY. 
 
 He rose at dawn and flushed with 
 
 hope 
 
 Shot o'er the seething harbour-bar, 
 
 And reached the ship and caught the 
 
 rope, 
 
 And whistled to the morning star. 
 
THE SAILOR BOY. 
 
 And while on deck he whistled loud 
 He heard a fierce mermaiden cry, 
 
 " Boy, though thou art young and 
 proud, 
 I see the place where thou wilt lie. 
 
 " The sands and yeasty surges mix 
 In caves about the dreary bay ; 
 
 And on thy ribs the limpet sticks, 
 And in thy heart the scrawl shall 
 , play." 
 
THE SAILOR BOY. 
 
 "Fool!" he answer'd, " Death is sure 
 To those that stay and those that 
 roam : 
 
 But I will never more endure 
 
 To sit with empty hands at home. 
 
 " My mother clings about my neck, 
 My sisters clamour, ' Stay, for shame ! ' 
 
 My father raves of death and wreck, 
 They are all to blame, they are all 
 to blame. 
 
THE SAILOR BOY. 
 
 " God help me ! save I take my part 
 Of danger on the roaring sea, 
 
 A Devil rises in my heart, 
 
 Far worse than any death to me." 
 
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