Heres a few;While beating off Magellan straits,it blew exceeding hard
Two Jolly Tars we did lose,. blown from the topsall yards.
By angry seas the ropes we threw, from their poor grasps was torn
We had to leave them to the Sharks,that prowl around Cape Horn from The gallant frigate amphitrite.
       From sailortown. C Fox Smith, Dick Miles
Off a broad brimming water, where the summer sun has died .
Like a wounded whale a sounding, in the sunset tide.
       Bantry Bay song, Dick Miles
across the heathery moor came the curlews call.
While Dragonflys danced their farewell ball.
       DickMiles