Explore "The Stone Fleet. an Old Sailor's Lament. (December, 1861.)" by Herman Melville on Textopian. Read with annotations and highlights.
I have a feeling for those ships, / Each worn and ancient one, / With great bluff bows, and broad in the beam; / Ay, it was unkindly done. / But so they serve the Obsolete -- / Even so, Stone Fleet!
You'll say I'm doting; do but think / I scudded round the Horn in one -- / The Tenedos, a glorious / Good old craft as ever run -- / Sunk (how all unmeet! ) / With the Old Stone Fleet.