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Alfred Lord Tennyson - The Sailor Boy Lyrics

He rose at dawn and fired with hope
Shot o’er the seething harbor-bar
And reach’d the ship and caught the rope
And whistled to the morning star

And while he whistled long and loud
He heard a fierce mermaiden cry
‘O boy, tho’ thou are 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.’

‘Fool,’ he answer’d , ‘Death is sure
To those that stay and thosе that roam
But I will nevermore еndure
To sit with empty hands at home

‘My mother clings about my neck
My sisters crying: ”Stay for shame;”
My father raves of death and wreck, --
They are all to blame, they are all to blame

‘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.’