I send thee a shell from the ocean-beach; But listen thou well, for my shell hath speech. Hold to thine ear And plain thou'lt hear Tales of ships.
With a Nantucket Shell
Friends I have had both old and young,And ale we drank and songs we sung:Enough you know when this is said,That, one and all, they died in bed.In bed they died and I’ll not goWhere all my friends have perished so.Charles Henry Webb
Of Christian souls more have been wrecked on shoreThan ever were lost at sea.Charles Henry Webb