O it's I that am the captain of a tidy little ship, Of a ship that goes a sailing on the pond; And my ship it keeps a-turning all around and all about; But when I'm a little older, I shall find the secret out How to send my vessel sailing on beyond. For I mean to grow a little as the dolly at the helm, And the dolly I intend to come alive; And with him beside to help me, it's a-sailing I shall go, It's a-sailing on the water, when the jolly breezes blow And the vessel goes a dive-dive-dive. O it's then you'll see me sailing through the rushes and the reeds, And you'll hear the water singing at the prow; For beside the dolly sailor, I'm to voyage and explore, To land upon the island where no dolly was before, And to fire the penny cannon in the bow. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...RICHARD BOOTH TO HIS SON JUNIUS BRUTUS by EDGAR LEE MASTERS LITTLE BOY BLUE by EUGENE FIELD HOMAGE TO SEXTUS PROPERTIUS: 6 by EZRA POUND TWO THINGS by AMIR MAHMUD IBN AMIR YAMINU'D-DIN TUGHRA'I STANZAS TO A LADY by JOHN CODRINGTON BAMPFYLDE EACH FLEETING DAY by CHARLOTTE LOUISE BERTLESEN |