English poem
A DEATH AT SEA.
by Francis William Lauderdale Adams (1862–1893)
Dead in the sheep-pen he lies, Wrapped in an old brown sail. The smiling blue sea and the skies Know not sorrow nor wail.
Dragged up out of the hold, Dead on his last way home, Worn-out, wizened, a Chinee old,— O he is safe—at home!
Brother, I stand not as these Staring upon you here. One of earth's patient toilers at peace I see, I revere!