Lyttelton

Radio Record, Volume V, Issue 16, 30 October 1931, Unnumbered Page

Lyttelton

Slowly up the harbour, golden-eyed and dreaming '. SPhe ships come to Lyttelton, bound from farthest seas, Coal hulks and barges, battleships and steamers, With passengers and cargoes from many foreign quays. There is singing on the docks of the coal Inks and Larges, The rattling of cables and the tramp. of many feet, The sharp tang of seaweed,.and orange-peel and onions, « The sound of merry laughter and the engines’ steady beat. " Sailing into Lyttelton the battleships and steamer S, Come steadily and silently, like monarelts' marching by, With well-oiled engines, and dull greasy funnels, 3+, And deep, quiet voices, and flags flying high: --:.. And all day long, with the wind in their, riggings, And sunlight gleaming on brass rope antl spar; . They lie there at anchor and dream in the silence Of deep-sea places where the drowned galleons. are. . Whither are you going, you great black barges? ' Whither are you bound, you battleships grey? "Waking with the dawn, when the mists fade in aintber. . + « ' Oh! would I were in Lyttelton to see you sail away.

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