A Wet Sheet and a Flowing Sea
Allan Cunningham
1784 to 1842
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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O for a soft and gentle wind!
But give to me the snoring breeze,
Old England on the lee.
And lightning in yon cloud;
The wind is piping loud, my boys,
The world of waters is our home,
Away the good ship flies, and leaves
And bends the gallant mast, my boys,
And merry men are we.
And white waves heaving high, my boys,
I heard a fair one cry;
While the hollow oak our palace is,
And white waves heaving high;
And bends the gallant mast;
The wind is piping loud;
And hark the music, mariners!
The good ship tight and free—
There's tempest in yon horned moon,
A wind that follows fast,
While, like the eagle free,
And fills the white and rustling sail,
The lightning flashing free—
A wet sheet and a flowing sea,
Our heritage the sea.