Goodbye, my friends
I'm much too old to fight ship nor sea,
I face no choice; I mark my end--
I am tired now, and so is she.
My corpse will lie
on the ocean floor;
in death breathe life
forevermore.
I'm much too old to fight ship nor sea,
I face no choice; I mark my end--
I am tired now, and so is she.
My corpse will lie
on the ocean floor;
in death breathe life
forevermore.
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Author:
M. Rigby Barington (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Based on the final words of Titanic victim John Lundahl: ‘Goodbye, friends; I’m too old to fight the Atlantic.’
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