It does me good to see the ships
Back safely from the deep sea main;
To see the slender mizzen tips
And all the ropes that stood the strain;
To hear the old men shout, "Ahoy!"
Glad-hearted at the journey done,
Who fix the favourite to the buoy
Of sea and wind and moon and sun.
To meet, when sails are lashed to spars,
The men for whom earth's free from care,
And heaven a clock with certain stars,
And hell a word by which to swear.
Oliver St. John Gogarty
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