Sea Shanties, Blessings, and Sayings (for Event)
Naval HymnO Navigator, strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who bidd'st the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!
O Llymlaen! Whose voice the waters heard
And hushed their raging at Thy word,
Who walkedst on the foaming deep,
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!
O Wind! Who didst brood
Upon the chaos dark and rude,
And bid its angry tumult cease,
And give, for wild confusion, peace;
Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee,
For those in peril on the sea!
O Child of Knowledge and Insight!
Our brethren shield in danger’s hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect them wheresoe'er they go;
Thus evermore shall rise to Thee
Glad hymns of praise from land and sea.
If you look very closely at the seagull statue in the anchor yard where Llymlaen’s symbol is carved, there’s this quote written there:
- Borne on high by wind divine, in the halls of the Twelve be heard.
Quote:Til Sea Swallows All.Which is a reference to the story of Llymlaen creating life on Hydaelyn. When Hydaelyn was born, out of darkness came light and the world and the Elementals. But nothing else could live upon light alone, so Llymlaen birthed twin serpents, Thalaos and Perykos. From these twin serpents spewed forth the waters of Silvertear, which spread and filled the world with water, aether, and life. But the waters would not stop rising. And so Llymlaen sealed the two serpents in a stone island called Seal Rock. It is said that should Seal Rock ever be found and the serpents released from the isle, nothing will stop the waters rise, and the Sea will swallow all.Â
“I am the waves that bear, I am the winds that guide.
I am the evening stars, I am the morning sky.
I am born of the sea, and there shall I die.â€
Nestled within a shallow cavern situated to the south of Summerford Farms sits an ancient monolith upon which is carved this, the Sailors’ Requiem.
Quote:Fair Winds and Following Seas-A blessing wishing the recipient a safe journey and good fortune.
Setting Sun
Twilight silhouettes.
An evening cigarette, up on deck.
The sun sets - on the far side of the cliff -
While the boat
Dips and lift, dips and lifts.
Golden brown all around legs returning
A golden sun is burning out
Turning down the volume on the sky
Now the whiteness of the day seeps through
Our sand-entrenched shoes and is swallowed
By the vastness of the wine-dark sea.
Our salt-encrusted shoulders have rolled no boulders
To touch the sun at noon
Long afternoons through hazy pastel views
Till the day’s foaming sea breaks
Upon the hilly hooves of Vlybrand’s rocks.
Meanwhile, the spine of a sleeping giant
Lies in a hazy snooze,
Its camel back runs grey to black
Across the flat horizon. Pupils widen
As the semi circle of gold is swallowed whole
The velvet sea rolls gently for Llymlaen.
A Hundred Years Ago
A hundred years is a very long time,
Ho, yes, ho!
A hundred years is a very long time,
A hundred years ago.
They used to think that dodos could fly
Ho, yes, ho!
I don’t believe it, no, not I.
A hundred years ago.
They thought the moon would nev'r fall .
Ho, yes, ho!
You can believe it if you’re dall.
A hundred years ago.
They thought the stars were set a-light,
Ho, yes, ho!
By sweet Menphina every night,
A hundred years ago.
They hung a man for making steam,
They cast his body in the stream.
A hundred years ago.
A hundred years is a very long time,
Ho, yes, ho!
A hundred years is a very long time,
A hundred years ago.
Black Ball
In the Black Ball Line I serv’d my time
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
In the Black Ball Line I serv’d my time
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
The Black Ball ships are good and true,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
They are the ships for me and you.
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
For once there was a Black Ball ship,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
That fourteen knots an bell could slip,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
Her yards were square, her gear all new,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
She had a good and gallant crew,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
One day whilst sailing on the sea,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
They saw a vessel on their lee,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
They knew it was a pirate craft,
All armed with guns before and aft,
She fired a shot across their bow,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
Which was not kind you must allow,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
They did not fear as you may think
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
But made the pirates water drink,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
They gave that vessel their sharp stem,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
And cut her through; more praise to them,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
They seized the pirates’ wicked mate,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
He was so bad they broke his pate,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
The skipper and his wicked crew,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
They sunk beneath the waters blue,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
It was a plucky thing to do
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
To cut the Pirate vessel through,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
Then drink success to the Black Ball Line,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
Their ships are good, their men are fine.
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
In the Black Ball Line I served my time,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
In the Black Ball Line I served my time,
Hurrah for the Black Ball Line!
The Coasts of Low Moraby
Look ahead, look a stern,
Look the weather in the lee,
Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.
I see a wreck to the windward
And a lofty ship to lee,
A sailing down all on
The coasts of Low Moraby
O are you a pirate
Or a man-o-war? cried we.
Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.
O no! I’m not a pirate
But a man-o-war, cried he.
A sailing down all on
The coasts of Low Moraby
We’ll back up our topsails
And heave our vessel to;
Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.
For we have got some letters
To be carried home by you.
A sailing down all on
The coasts of Low Moraby
For broadside, for broadside
They fought all on the main;
Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.
Until at last the frigate
Shot the pirate’s mast away.
A sailing down all on
The coasts of Low Moraby
For quarters! For quarters!
The saucy pirates cried,
Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.
The quarters that we showed them
Was to sink them in the tide.
A sailing down all on
The coasts of Low Moraby
With cutlass and gun,
O we fought for hours three;
Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we.
The ship it was their coffin
And their grave it was the sea.
A sailing down all on
The coasts of Low Moraby
Drunken Sailor
Chorus
Way, hay up she rises,
Way, hay, up she rises,
Way, hay, up she rises,
Earlye in the morning!
What will we do with the drunken sailor?
What will we do with the drunken sailor?
What will we  do with the drunken sailor?
Earlye in the morning?
Put him in the scuppers with the hose pipe on him
Hoist him aboard with a running bowline
Put him in the brig until he’s sober.
Make him turn to at shining bright work.
Put him in a boat and row him over
Hoist him up to the topsail yardarm
Make him clean out all the spit-kids
That’s what you do with a drunken sailor!
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Toasts & Blessings
“Here’s to wives and sweethearts.May they never meet!â€
Here’s to lying, cheating, stealing and drinking
If you’re going to lie, lie to save the life of a friend
If you’re going to cheat, cheat death
If you’re going to steal, steal the heart of the one you love
and if you’re going to drink, drink with friends both old and new!
“May your departures equal your landfallsâ€
“The meek shall inherit the earth, The brave will get the oceans.â€
“Part went for liquor, part went for women, and the rest I spent foolishly.â€
“May the warm wind at your back not be your own.“
"Here’s to tall ships, Here’s to small ships, Here’s to all the ships at sea. But the best ships are friendships, Here’s to you and me.â€
“Ships are like women, expensive to rig and difficult to steer.“
"Any damn fool can circumnavigate the world sober, it takes a really good sailor to do it drunk.â€
“Ships and seamen rot in harbor.â€
“The water was not fit to drink. To make it palatable, we had to add whiskey. By diligent effort, I learned to like it†- Sir Winston Churchill
“Our Admiral- to her we drink, for her we pray, Our voices silent never, For her we’ll fight, come what may.“
“There are good ships and wood ships, and ships that sail the seas.  But the best ships are friendships, and may they always be.“
"To the ship that goes, the wind that blows and the lass who loves a sailorâ€
“Ten fingers, twelve toes, good dockingâ€
“Once again we have failed to dieâ€
“Here’s to you and here’s to me the finest friends we’ll always be, and should we every disagree, well up yours and here’s to meâ€