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NAMESAKES

Alfred Noyes · 1922

But where's the brown drifter that went out alone?

--_Roll and go, and fare you well_--

Was her name Peggy Nutten? That name is my own.

_Fare you well, my sailor._

They sang in the dark, "Let her go! Let her go!"

And she sailed to the West, where the broad waters flow;

And the others come back, but ... the bitter winds blow.

_Ah, fare you well, my sailor._

 

The women, at evening, they wave and they cheer.

--_Roll and go, and fare you well_--

They're waiting to welcome their lads at the pier.

_Fare you well, my sailor._

They're all coming home in the twilight below;

But there's one little boat.... Let her go! Let her go!

She carried my heart, and a heart for the foe.

_Ah, fare you well, my sailor._

 

The _Nell_ and the _Maggie_, the _Ruth_ and the _Joan_,

--_Roll and go, and fare you well_--

They come to their namesakes, and leave me alone.

_Fare you well, my sailor._

And names are kep' dark, for the spies mustn't know;

But they'll look in my face, an' I think it will show;

Peggy Nutten's my name. Let her go! let her go!

_Ah, fare you well, my sailor._