By Stan
The Row of the Brave Eight*
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2 miles, 3 miles
5 nautical miles onward
All in the Ocean of waves
Rowed the Brave Eight
‘Row on the Brave Eight’!
‘Row for the Salem\Beverly bouys’ said he
Onto the Harbor of Quiet rowed the Brave Eight!
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‘Row on the Brave Eight’!
Was there a person dismay’d?
Not tho’ a Rower knew
Nature had a another brew!
Theirs not to make reply
Thiers not to reason why
Thiers but to do and Row dry
Into the Ocean of waves
Rowed the Brave Eight
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Ocean to the Right of them,
Land to the Left of them,
Roiled and thunder’d
Storm’d at with froth and spray
Boldly they rowed and well
Rowed for the Salem/Beverly Bouys’
Onto the harbor of Quiet rowed the Brave Eight
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Flash’d all their oars with spray
Flash’d as they tried to ‘catch’ a wave
Charging the angry sea
While all on land wondered
Plung’d into the trough
Rowed over the crest
Right through the wave they broke
Back from the adventure they rowed
But not the Brave Eight!
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Ocean to the Right of them,
Land to the Left of them,
Roiled and thunder’d
Storm’d at with froth and spray
Boldly they rowed and well
Rowed for the Salem/Beverly Bouys’
Onto the harbor of Quiet rowed the Brave Eight
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When can their adventure fade?
O’ the wild row they made!
All the rowers wondered
Honour the row they made!
Honour the Brave Eight,
Noble Brave Eight!
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*Special reference to Alfred, Lord Tennyson (1809-1892)
“Charge of the Light Brigade”
Memorializing Events in the Battle of Balaclava (Crimea Russia), October 25 1854
Written 1854
Congratulations in your new role as club poet!
ReplyDeleteNicely done, Stan. Jack will new a new awards category at this year's end-of-season party, "Best poet."
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