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A Child's Own Book of Verse, Book Three by  Ada M. Skinner and Frances Gillespy Wickes

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A Child's Own Book of Verse, Book Three
by Ada Skinner
Third volume of A Child's Own Book of Verse, a three-volume set planned for use during the four primary years. This unusually fine collection of poetry was selected with the child's interests in mind. Includes sound rhymes and jingles to appeal to the ear, descriptive poems to create images in the mind's eye, lullabies and lyrics to warm the heart, and story-telling poems to stir the imagination. Attractively illustrated by Maud and Miska Petersham.  Ages 7-10
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THE SALCOMBE SEAMAN'S FLAUNT TO THE PROUD PIRATE

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A lofty ship from Salcombe came,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

She had golden trucks, that shone like flame,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"Masthead, masthead," the captains hail,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"Look out and round, d'ye see a sail?"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"There's a ship that looms like Beachy Head,"

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"Her banner aloft it blows out red,"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"Oh, ship ahoy, and where do you steer?"

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"Are you man-of-war, or privateer?"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"I am neither one of the two," said she,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"I'm a pirate, looking for my fee,"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"I 'm a jolly pirate, out for gold:"

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

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"I will rummage through your after hold,"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


The grumbling guns they flashed and roared,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

Till the pirate's masts went overboard,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


They fired shots till the pirate's deck,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

Was blood and spars and broken wreck,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


"O do not haul the red flag down,"

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

"O keep all fast until we drown,"

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


They called for cans of wine, and drank,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

They sang their songs until she sank,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


Now let us brew good cans of flip,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

And drink a bowl to the Salcombe ship,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.


And drink a bowl to the lad of fame,

Blow high, blow low, and so sailed we;

Who put the pirate ship to shame,

On the bonny coasts of Barbary.





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