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Post by Administrator on Dec 11, 2010 22:18:44 GMT
To A U-Boat www.readbookonline.net/readOnLine/27212/A poem by Christopher Morley Tiger, tiger of the seas, King of scarlet butcheries, What infernal hand and eye Planned your dread machinery? Men of Hamburg, Bremen, Kiel, Watch the gauge and turn the wheel, Proud, perhaps, to have defiled Oceans, to destroy a child. With your thunderbolt you strike Cargo, women, all alike-- Stain with red God's clean green sea, Call it "naval victory." U-boat, U-boat, as you grope With your half-blind periscope, Lo, your hateful trail we mark, Send you to your kin, the shark! With Apologies to William Blake |
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Post by Administrator on Dec 11, 2010 22:19:33 GMT
Dead Ships
Author: Christopher Morley
We are not sudden haters; but by dint
Of many horrors all our hearts are quick.
We are not ready writers, with the trick
Of rhyming just to see our words in print.
Nor are we fast forgetters: there remain
Bitter and shameful in our memory
Old murders that made horrible the sea
And tinged clean water with a red, red stain.
_Titanic_: she went down for love of speed;
The _Eastland_--curse her!--just for dirty greed;
But there are ships whose names are yet more rank.
The years have passed, but still our hearts are sick
To think of the cool cruelty that sank
The _Lusitania_ and the _Arabic_.
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